Pootie - Seven Was My Song in New York Lyrics

Seven Was My Song in New York Lyrics

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    Seven Was My Song in New York

    How can I rewrite a two une tail?
    It seemed it happened every trip there
    This isn't some crate cell of complaints
    It's first wave oppression that needs to end

    We had just gotten off the plane
    There's always a few seconds of comfort till I meet all of you
    I always thought you were different
    But within a few hours I realized you were just like the rest
    It's not my fault that I have nothing to say
    It just seems easier to go away

    Remember when you picked us up from town?
    I didn't want to go down
    When will this all end?

    You met us on the floor
    Tripping over wedding decor
    And whispered in my ear

    I got pushed by C.B
    So I turned around to see C.D. outside on the porch

    What followed next was something I could not forget
    Only lasting ten seconds

    Do you remember when you said I was too old for this?
    For bowing my head under another ceremony?
    Well, I think you're too old to be throwing punches at waitresses
    Too old for getting drunk every chance you get
    Maybe I shouldn't even come around anymore
    All you people seem to do is complain
    About me saying nothing at all
    Do you remember when you took my chair?
    Do you remember when you said that those were your keys?
    What's with this virtue of nodding
    And respecting fellow venture capitalists?
    Do you really want to know what I think of you?
    Because it's clear what you think of me
    You know what's tearing us apart?
    Racism, sexism, capitalism, acneism, conversism, homophobia
    Transphobia, slut-shaming, the meat and dairy industry
    And killing for a hobby (and/or money)

    You say that I need to grow up
    But I'm just getting started

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