Everything seems to go wrong when I stop drinking
Everything seemed to go my way last night
Everything seems so wrong to me this morning
I know things will be brighter later tonight
On Ludlow St
Chinatown's coming on Ludlow St
Puerto Rican's are runnin' on Ludlow St
Soon, musicians will haunt it on Ludlow St
Where Indians once hunted
And it's hard
Just move along
While I surrendered my ego you fed yours
All my fantasies died when you said yours
I have dangled my pride to forget yours,
Will my mind be at ease when you get yours?
We'll find out soon enough
It started back in 1624
The Lenape tribes would soon get forced from their home
Soon we'll all get pushed out as soon as I get sober
I remember why I drank it all away
On Ludlow St
Nauseous regrets are calling me on the phone
My shoes, they seem to be my only home.