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N.Y.

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Today the first snow went to see the ground
The white and innocent to watch and learn
In silent houses quiet christmas trees
stand sadly wrapped in electricity
Na na na na na na
The smell of winter makes me sick for love
It brings back memories from another world
Streets full of strangers stories unheard
six hours back across the ocean
Calling me pretty names, New York
Flattering me way too much, New York
Romance is in the air, New York
I wanna be a part of you, New York
For this kind of hunger there is no word
This kind of rage that doesn't know how to
make itself heard
A universe expanding out of hand
drawn towards its hollow black surroundings
Sing me your final call, New York
No need to tease me more, New York
My heart ain't where I'm at, New York
I wanna be a part of you New York

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maraja On May 01, 2005

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2005-05-01 13:20:10

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by the_immoralist

18y ago

A powerful, foreboding response to the metropolis.

Whether calling forth the pathetic spectacle of pure American kitsch (the sentimental Christmas tree, wrapped in the light of destroyed West Virginian mountaintops, destroyed lives) or urban isolation -- the narrator can't live with or escape the decadence out of which she is woven. The decay exemplified by the infamous city. She wants to concede, surrender to the city's terms (and social/ecological life) but is unable to ignore the grisly truth: the city lies, beneath the veneer of its pristine marketing/self-promotion, it is unhospitable and alienating. She cannot express the depth of her insatiability, the earth-shattering force of her anger.

The song evinces her melancholy...she is resigned, not strong enough to resist, and ends by echoing her desire to somehow fit in ("I wanna be a part of you, New York").

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