Well the ground makes a sound in central New York Like it just might suddenly open A hunk of metal in the air touching down behind a skyscraper Who have thought metal could fly? And all around me is concrete to concrete Divine potential life watered down And if the ground yawned and swallowed me whole Would I fall all the way down to China? Seems that some of these truths that are self-evident Are evidently lost on a girl like me And that creaking you hear is increasingly clear As my brain overloads, overloads Chorus Step around the corner from Bleeker to Broadway A girl sings out at the top of her lungs "If you can make it here then you can make it, La la la la la la La" The sum seem to think I'm neurotic and all, but I'm not I just like to think about things over and over and over and over again Chorus Step around the corner from Bleeker to Broadway A girl sings out at the top of her lungs "If you can make it here then you can make it, La la la la la la La" Here on this patch of Central Park green It's a modern day man-made oasis But on this green I can scream and wave my arms That girls crazy, seems I just fit right in All around me, life taking over Mutiny in the Big Apple today And if the ground yawned, I'd step to the side Hey ground, I'm nobody's lunch Chorus