42nd Street

Riley Lincoln

West Palm Beach, FL

May 2012

Thrills, chills, hundred dollar bills

  Bright neon lights

Things are right

  On 42nd Street tonight

Stars start to come into sight

  And there will be plenty of

Falling stars tonight

  You can feel the pulse of 42nd Street

Pounding through your body

  From your head down to your feet

The sparkle in her eyes

  As the white powder flies

The love that 42nd Street shows

  As long as the dollar bills flow

Along about daylight

  The devil will come and

Pick up all the trash

  Then the beautiful sun will shine down

As 42nd Street starts getting

  Ready for another round

Winter is coming soon to 42nd Street

  It will be cold, snow and sleet

But it will be hot inside on 42nd Street

  Hustlers, drifters, and grifters will be waiting inside

They will talk, whisper, slap you on the back

  And soon your hundred dollar bills they will find

Then you will be thrown out on the street

  There will be plenty of snow, wind, cold and sleet

Oh, how beautiful it is on 42nd Street

  If I were you, friend

I would take the old 42nd Street advice

  Go home, never come back

You are a little slack

(written for all 42nd Street players)