I'm standing on the top of the rock
In my new jersey and socks
And my Manhattan coat

I flew over to New York City, Delta Flight 9A
I wondered up 5th Avenue to MOMA
I never saw a woman with a frog in her hand anywhere
But I saw a pretzel seller in a coma


I went to the meatpacking district to go on the high line
I walked through Chelsea and up to Penn station
At the Oyster Bar in Grand Central we supped real fine wine
We clocked the Flat Iron and United Nations


And everyone took pictures of Dakota Building
And strawberry fields
No-one would have bothered if Lennon had been killed in
Bury or South Shields

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My Manhattan coat



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