From the Eustace Lufgren Welcomes You to Funkytown EP.
In Ardsley, down on Ashford Avenue
They'll treat your gilded canines to a sherried lobster stew
With a smile, with a wince of matchless grace
The man who sells the story, tells the glory of the place
So please give me a sign that you know the refrain
Before I turn the page and tell the martyrs to abstain
And I don't think they'll be happy with the news...
Yeah, there'll be tears in Eastchester tonight, no question...
Once more an encore of elevated muse
A much applauded reprise of those ruby-studded shoes
Its just a game to them, a solemn transpiration
They'll give you what you're after, if you let loose the revelation
And so now you can turn in your badge and gun
The lights have all gone out and the war is won
You won't forget the song they sang to a swiftly setting sun
Another time they'll bury you when their day's work is done
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