(J. Lyon/S. Skinner)



We're born to live and we're born to die

You're somewhere in between and I'm not sure why

Sleeping on a heat vent, eating what you find

I know we're somewhat more than kin

But a whole lot less than kind



That's what you'll find in Little Calcutta 

That's what you'll find in Little Calcutta

The Greatest City In The World



Now life in the subway is a long slow fade to black

When you're beneath the city ain't nothing you can do but crack

Ain't no use in cryin', your tears are all in vain 

If you're living on the city streets, you must be insane



That's what they say in Little Calcutta 

That's what the mayor says, he says

"Right here in Little Calcutta

The Most Exciting City In The World"



The buses come and the buses go

And leave you nothing but exhaust

Port Authority Bus Terminal in the midnight hour

Last stop for the dead, the dying and the lost 



You pray to God but he never seems to hear

You're in the mayor's prayers "Lord make them disappear"

Well, politicians can pray until they drop

It's been a long ride down and this is your last stop



All aboard for Little Calcutta

All aboard for Little Calcutta

All aboard for Little Calcutta

Last stop, all aboard for Little Calcutta

The Richest City In The World

The Richest City In The World

Ain't got no shame

City ain't got no shame

No pity in the big city

No no no



Doppler Shift Music/Liedela Music ASCAP/Nervous Music BMI