caught on the train amuse myself and eavesdrop on those japanese girls party-planning chic and lovely broken english she smiles at me and mouths that we’re all fools that’s new york style endless nights keep rushing by we wander out onto the sidewalk cigarettes are piling high hustlers and the queens are singing
still we are invincible we thought we’d be forever young standing here beneath the sign with spotlight on
missed the rain coming home it’s early morning wait outside the sunshine market desperate in our invitation asking all those lovers just to stay drift away through the buildings dawn is breaking all the people line for coffee read about the days disasters hustlers and the queens are singing
still we are invincible we thought we’d be forever young standing here beneath the sign with spotlight on