The Kid With The Bayside Hat

I always believed in futures

I hope for better in November

Try the same booth, same lucky numbers

It could be a cold night for a lifetime

Hey now, you can’t keep saying endlessly

My darling, how long until this affects me?

Say hello to good times

Trade up for the fast rides

We close our eyes while the nickel and dime take the streets

Completely

I always could count on futures

Things would look up, they’d look up

Why so hard to find a balance

Between living decent, and the cold, but real

Hey now, what is it you think you see?

My darling, now’s the time to disagree

Say hello to good times

Trade up for the fast rides

We close our eyes while the nickel and dime take the streets

Completely

Hey now, the past is told by those who win

My darling, what matters is what hasn’t been

Hey now, we’re wide awake and we’re thinking

My darling, believe your voice can mean something

Say hello to good times

Trade up for the fast rides

We close our eyes while the nickel and dime take the streets

Completely

We close our eyes while the nickel and dime take the streets