No Better Place
Fountains Of Wayne
Welcome Interstate Managers (2003)

Is that suppose to be your poker face
Or was someone run over by a train
You're minding your own business
But you're begging for forgiveness just the same
And it's running back and forth inside your mind
Just how that town defined you
Dressed you up, paintet on your face

And now you're leaving New York
For no better place

You're waking trying not to be
Wrapped around your pillow like a prawn
The night times wrapped around you
Will be until it drops you on the dawn
From the C train to the shiny tower
Kicked around til Happy Hour found you
Where you can drink that smurk right off your face

And now you're leaving New York
For no better place

Use your reflection in a building uptown
A ghost inside some Madison Avenue display
Like water under bridges
You're slowly passing by
So you sail between the rooftops and the sky

The bourbon sits inside me
Right now I'm a puppet in its sway
And it may be the whiskey talking
But the whiskey says I miss you everyday
So taxi to an all-night party
Park me in the corner
In an old chair
Sip my drink and stare out into space

And now you're leaving New York
For no better place

And now you're leaving New York
For no better place