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New York, New York

Intern

My friends are all dying And death can't be lying It's the truth and it don't make a noise. Don't cry Don't raise your eye It's only teenage wasteland. Cat, hat; in French, chat, chapeau in Spanish, el gato in a sombrero and I'll tell you something more now you listen to me good: in German I'm a Katze und dieses ist meine Hut! Ist das nicht eine Katze Hut? Spread yellow gunk on my pancake heart, Country churned girl in my grocery cart. I paid for her dreams, she taught me to cry, Like watery knives, like rain from my eyes.