Astral Cloud Ashes – Get Out to New York
Genre Rock

LYRIC
Get Out to New York

Don’t you get it

Don’t you get it

Move out to New York

Move out to New York

So committed

But it's like you don’t get it

Get out the big wheels

Steppin’ on my heels

Don’t you get it

Don’t you get it

Get out to New York

On the way to Benihana

We forgot about the next 3 years

I had to halt the Lama

‘cause Gavin always rings my phone

His messages would just read like tomes

Books on the border

Something on the statist plan

Is it a mental disorder..

That I can hear a scared Ayn Rand?

She goes round, round, round

Get out to New York

Pull out the pitchforks

Get out to New York

Get out to New York

Get out to New York

Just move there

You said you had never been to New York

You’ve never been there

You added that you don’t go out, so what? who cares?

Books and the culture

No better than mine

If that’s what love is now

And now I’m in Jackson

Kicking it with these ideals

Get out to New York

Get out to New York

Big move

Pack and go

Get out to New York

Get out to New York

Move there

Live your lives there

Move out to New York

Move out soon

Live there

Raise your kids there

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