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Hudson died in Hudson bay, the water took its victim’s name,
Now rivers rise told riverside to change their names again.

A stranger walked in through the door, said 'all apartments are pre-war',
We laughed and asked him for his name, he stayed until the end.
We watched the Germans play the Greeks, he marked the ninety-nine-year lease,
Our fathers signed which I declined to try and comprehend.

Over and over again are these never-ending visions,
Over and over again like a prize that’s changing hands,
The time has come, the clock is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes can wrap me in the flag.

The legendary wooden gate, first established real-estate,
It’s lost a time like other crimes, though on this pleasant land.

Over and over again are these never-ending visions,
Over and over again like a prize that’s changing hands,
The time has come, the clock is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes can wrap me in the flag.

Hudson died in Hudson bay, but I was born on Sutton Place,
The rising tide helped me decide to change my name again.
Some men tend to linger on and some make haste from Babylon,
Some were on the ruined home, rejoicing to the end
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Over and over again are these never-ending visions,
Over and over again like a prize that’s changing hands,
The time has come, the clock is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes can wrap me in the flag.

The lines are drawn, the map is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes can wrap me in the flag.

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