Santa Fe

作词 : Jonathan Larson
 作曲 : Jonathan Larson
 Angel
 New York City-
 Mark
 Uh Huh
 Angel
 Center Of The Universe
 Collins
 Sing It Girl-
 Angel
 Times Are Shitty
 But I'm Pretty Sure They Can't Get Worse
 Mark
 I Hear That
 Angel
 It's A Comfort To Know
 When You're Singing The Hit The Road Blues
 That Anywhere Else You Could Possibly Go
 After New York Would Be A Pleasure Cruise
 Collins
 Now You're Talking
 Well, I'm Thwarted By A Metaphysic Puzzle
 And I'm Sick Of Grading Papers-That I Know
 And I'm Shouting In My Sleep, I Need A Muzzle
 All This Misery Pays No Salary, So
 Let's Open Up A Restaurant In Santa Fe
 Sunny Santa Fe Would Be Nice
 Let's Open Up A Restaurant In Santa Fe
 And Leave This To The Roaches And Mice
 Oh--Oh
 All
 Oh--
 Angel
 You Teach?
 Collins
 I Teach Computer Age Philosophy
 While My Students Would Rather Watch tv
 Angel
 America
 All
 America!
 Collins
 You're A Sensitive Aesthete
 Brush The Sauce Onto The Meat
 You Could Make The Menu Sparkle
 With Rhyme
 You Could Drum A Gentle Drum
 I Could Seat Guests As They Come
 Chatting Not About Heidegger, But Wine!
 Let's Open Up A Restaurant In Santa Fe
 Our Labors Would Reap Financial Gain
 All
 Gain, Gain, Gain
 Collins
 We'll Open Up A Restaurant In Santa Fe
 And Save From Devastation Our Brains
 Homeless
 Save Our Brains
 All
 We'll Pack Up All Our Junk And Fly
 So Far Away
 Devote Ourselves To Projects That Sell
 We'll Open Up A Restaurant In Santa Fe
 Forget This Cold Bohemian Hell
 Oh--
 Oh--
 Collins
 Do You Know The Way To Santa Fe?
 You Know, Tumbleweeds... Prairie Dogs...
 All
 Yeah
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