Jersey

A twisted maze of interstates

Highways, industry, farmland and tidal waves

Halfway between New York and DC

London and Cali

I can see the Philly skyline

On a clear night

But I'd rather be on the beach in the moonlight

Just like we used to back in the day

Before I lost control of hands on the face

Before you went away

Where do all these cars come from?

Where do all these people gotta get to?

Why am I one?

I've been branded

It says so right across my chest

And I'm stranded in an ocean of bodies with no life vest

And concrete Timberlands

Hindering every step

Everybody's trying to get a rep

Everybody wants to get their respect

Like they're any different from the next man

We're all mannequins, understand?

I can't drive two blocks without seeing the cops

I can't listen to a song and not hear about rocks

I can't go to bar without seeing twenty classmates

Trying to figure out why they took the time to graduate

Developers are buying every orchard in the county

To make quarter million dollar properties with no trees

But they're convenient to the highways and the big city

We're all guilty pilgrims robbing Indians

Jersey



See life without you tears my fragile world apart

I'm not too happy and I'm not too smart

And if I was just a little better at either

I'd put the pain relievers down and give the stimulants a breather

But I'm neither

Jug handles, traffic circles, and no left turns

No license til you're seventeen

Walking to work

I've got a green-eye perspective

Of eclectic laborers

Expecting pay dirt and move away from the neighbors

The liquor stores all close at two

Everybody's got it rough and take i