Chinatown

Every town has a secret heart that beats And every citizen an underground I set my clock to a bootleg meter and Broken hands spinning round and round I'm on my way just like every day To get milk and kerosene But my reflection in the butcher's window Isn't me I freeze This is Chinatown A state of mind This is Chinatown It's just a state of mind The sky was blue but I wouldn't know I was counting cracks in the concrete I'd memorized them from A to B A choreography, a part of me It's not the future, it's not the past It's not now The price will double if you try to look Them in the eye Don't ask why 'Cause this is Chinatown A state of mind This is Chinatown A state of mind In Chinatown... Read my fortune in my MetroCard You'll see nothing if you search too hard Read my fortune in my MetroCard You'll see nothing if you search too hard