a blog with cultural bulimia.

Friday, August 06, 2004

The Only Living Boy in New York

Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where,
And we don't know where.

Tom, get your plane right on time.
I know you've been eager to fly now.
Hey let your honesty shine, shine, shine
Like it shines on me
The only living boy in New York,
The only living boy in New York.

I know it's a Simon&Garfunkel song but I prefer the Everything But The Girl cover. Surprise, surprise.