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 shit 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