In this town, man, you don't kill time
In this town, time commits suicide
So we watch it die and we toast to the clock

As if the second hand is sending you off

And we talk for hours

About love gone sour
And childhoods
We'll never have again

From the petty %#@! to the politics
And the great debate:
Blue or Pinkerton


But one day
You called to say

You packed up and made your escape
From this town
To higher ground

But tell me what is up there anyway?

Eyeliner and jet black hair

Packed interstates and dirty air
Come back home, yeah - we miss you, man
Get out of New Jersey while you still can


In this town, man, you don't kill time
In this town, time commits suicide

So we watch it die and we toast to the clock
As if the second hand is sending you off


You tell me hip hop quotes
I tell you lines I wrote
You tell me which songs I write

That you don't like
And now our vision is slurred
And our speech is blurred

And neither of us will admit
We've had too much to think tonight


But one day
You called to say
You packed up and made your escape

From this town
To higher ground
But tell me what is up there anyway?


Eyeliner and jet black hair
Packed interstates and dirty air

So, come back home, yeah - we miss you, man
Get out of New Jersey while you still can


Fighting the man next to a congressman
Embracing hypocrisy the best way you can
I'm sorry, but it's hard to give a damn


When all I see is


Eyeliner and jet black hair
Packed interstates and dirty air
So, come back home, yeah - we miss you, man

Get out of New Jersey while you still can