Rapper standing on the corner
Wrappers flying in the wind
Waitress up from Alabama
Cant believe the cold shes in
And me, Im sitting in my castle
On the verge of a divorce
And if I havent got a hassle
Ill create my own, of course
Still I gotta live with my feelings
But I know about science too
And fame and death and money
And what they do to you
And I am gonna need a miracle
I am gonna need a miracle
I am gonna need a miracle
Tonight on Avenue B
I bought about a hundred candles
Im burnin em both night and day
Im sleepin when I should be eatin
Cryin when I should be gay
My girlfriends warm and loves me
Shes knockin but she cant get in
Im a product of the paranoia
Of the age Im in
And I am gonna need a miracle
Im really gonna need a miracle
Im really gonna need a miracle
Tonight on Avenue B
I see the students out my window
Theyre walking in their student clothes
Eatin books and information
To make their understanding grow
But this much I understand
Its hard to be an empty man
But since I gave `em every part of me
I aint free
And I am gonna need a miracle
I am gonna need a miracle
I am gonna need a miracle
Tonight on Avenue B
I am gonna need a miracle
I am gonna need a miracle
I am gonna need a miracle
Tonight on Avenue B
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