Cars 2006

[Intro]
(It’s about… adventure!) (NYC...)

[Verse 1]
There’s a frog in my throat
And I think that she croaked
I get a little bit anxious
When I think about goals

[Chorus]
Cuz I was made for the city
New York in the nighttime, felt so itty bitty
Walking down the street, do the people think I’m pretty
Came here to remember what I’m even living for
Cuz there’s something more out there for me

[Verse 2]
Where I am is fine, ‘til I step outside
This town isn’t mine, and I hate thе damn state
Rich retirees, and their еntitled pleas
It’s a tourist trap, and I’m stuck with the bait
And rent is so high, that I can’t even pay it
My job pays shit, but I can’t say I hate it
I know I’m much better off than most of my friends
But this place might be my end

[Chorus]
Cuz I was made for the city
New York in the nighttime, felt so itty bitty
Walking down the street, do the people think I’m pretty
Came here to remember what I’m even living for
Cuz there’s something more out there for me

[Post-Chorus]
(I was made for the city)
(Cuz I was made for the city)

[Bridge]
Oh, a dozen churches in a row
I can’t even count how much I’ve driven this road
I always end up at the same place, same place
I always end up at the, I always end up at the
Mom and Pop, comic store, arcade, the smoothie place
Coffee shop, grocery store, gardens, and my workplace
Creek Christian, Woodland, First Faith Baptist
Everybody moving here’s a motherfucking fascist

At least that’s what it feels like
To not have a car here, not even a permit
At least I can still fly
Even if only for just a little bit

[Chorus]
Cuz I was made for the city
New York in the nighttime, felt so itty bitty
Walking down the street, do the people think I’m pretty
Came here to remember what I’m even living for
Cuz there’s something more out there for me

[Post-Chorus]
(I was made for the city)
(Cuz I was made for the city)