Lyrics Working Boy in New York City - Belle and Sebastian
Pray,
hey,
you
are
a
working
boy
in
New
York
City
You
took
the
train
to
liberate
your
body
and
liberate
your
heart
You
were
trying
to
find
a
home,
soon
Always
the
saddest
when
a
friend
can't
make
it
Love
everyone
along
the
way
You
never
had
a
chance
to
tell
them
What
you
would
like
to
do
If
the
law
permits
you
Everybody
gets
an
even
shot
at
making
Heaven
Wide
is
the
gate
Everybody
gets
an
even
shot
at
making
Heaven
Wide
is
the
gate
Pray,
gay,
you
are
the
holy
boy
outside
the
scripture
Far
and
away
from
all
the
brightest
sunbeams
You
choose
to
stay
and
fight
from
the
inside
outside
Don't
fight,
make
like
the
cutest
owl
and
use
your
feathers
Make
like
the
elephant
and
use
your
memory
to
pick
a
path
Make
like
a
sleeping
bird
dreaming
of
the
morning
Everybody
gets
an
even
shot
at
seeing
Heaven
Wide
is
the
gate
Everybody
gets
an
even
shot
at
seeing
Heaven
Wide
is
the
gate
Pray,
hey,
God
doesn't
care
about
the
way
I'm
leaning
Once
you
are
happy
and
you
know
yourself,
peace
can
come
in
your
heart
You
can
make
a
new
start
One
day
we
will
be
justified
without
the
struggle
We
will
be
recognized
for
what
we
do
Not
criticized
or
hated
just
for
the
way
you
are
You
will
be
a
star,
so
Listen
to
the
music
of
the
traffic
in
the
city
singing
to
the
hope
Inside
you
Listen
to
the
music
of
the
traffic
in
the
city
singing
to
the
hope
Everybody
gets
an
even
shot
at
making
Heaven
Wide
is
the
gate
Everybody
gets
an
even
shot
at
making
Heaven
Wide
is
the
gate
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