Lyrics

End of the World

It’s the end of the world
Beginning on Grand
Tall skinny girls, yogurt stands
Pop-up galleries, indie bands
End of the world beginning on Grand

It’s not the East Village, it’s the Lower East Side
Where my father was born, where my grandmother died
She was coming up the steps on East Broadway
Never made it to the top, I pass it every day
My kids can’t live where they used to play
The old disappeared and the new have their way

The end of the world
Beginning on Grand

My father was born on Avenue C
I always lived east of the DMZ
Copped my bags on the Mighty D
When Avenue B was the place to be
Avenue B was the place to be

It’s the end of the world
Beginning on Grand
Pop-up galleries, Yogurt stands
Five-dollar coffee, indie bands
End of the world
Beginning on Grand

Now there’s a Holiday Inn on Delancey Street
Used to be a place where the junkies’d meet
If you didn’t come correct you were gonna get beat
Now there’s a Holiday Inn on Delancey Street
A Holiday Inn on Delancey Street

It’s not the East Village
It’s the Lower East Side
Good Friday processions
Chinese French fries
Projects bodegas
Speakers on the sills
Kids in wheelchairs
Fire drills

Now, it’s the start of a new world
Beginning on Grand
Forget about the coffee
and the yogurt stands
Those tall skinny girls
and their indie bands
We’re gonna start a new world
Beginning on Grand

And it’s not the East Village
it’s the Lower East Side
Where my father was born
Where my grandmother died…

puma perl, 05/14/14