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The girl heard how New York works
She knows my name and where I apparently stand
She's got an eye out for who hurts
Who gets crushed by whose hand
She's offering me a role to play
A spot on the human totem pole, OK
That game is a real shame and I don't see it that way

This guy looks at me star-eyed
He thinks I've got something he needs
He fantasizes my insides
Sad dreams of how another feeds
He's offering me a role to play
A spot on the human totem pole, OK
That game is a real shame and I don't see it that way

A hundred reasons to lurk and turn your eyes
A hundred reasons to turn on your best friend
A hundred ways to relieve some ancient horror
A hundred people above, a hundred below
A hundred cogs in this cosmic meat grinder

Only one way to really live
The rock star,
the femme fatalle,
the tough guy, the witty nerd,
the girl next door,
the whore with the heart of gold
and the stoic policeman
I don't see it that way

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