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      I was hanging out on Joy's front steps It was the summer of love We were in New York City Vibe was cool with the radio on I think it was Sly singing "Que Sera Sera" My mother kept saying you're wastin' your life Sittin' here watching the world go by Why don't you guys get out there and do something We did, we became brothers that night Sharing our lives over a bottle of Ide's But that was fine with me There was some kind of riot on the lower East Side Some rich man shot some homeless guy He thought he was being robbed (chorus) You can hear him say… Can you believe this city Didn't get much sleep staying out all night Soul kitchen was hoppin' We'd sneak in the side and dance Smash was spinnin' some whack new song We was all snappin' hard on his moms But he was cool That shit was funky That shit was funky Teachers were quittin' their jobs by the ton Every kid in the school was totin' a gun And they were just too scared You can hear them say… Can you believe this city Ran into C on the E train Had a brand new copy of Marvin Gaye's "Trouble Man" I couldn't help thinkin' coming home that day Is it New York City or back to L.A.
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