Nassau Coliseum

i've got a picture of us as sophomores

i'm in a sportcoat, you're in a stupor

you still look super, just super sonic

kind of bionic, it's sort of ironic

i was impressed, you fell out of your dress

you fell off of the porch swing, we were kind of a mess

we were kind of uncertain as to where we should kiss

didn't think that you'd diss me

did you sleep with that hippie?

and i've got a feeling like i'm in the beatles

bigger than jesus, i'm getting shot at

it's getting hectic, there's so much traffic

i might never get it, it's behind the buildings

it's guarded by cameras, studied by doctors

wrapped up in plastic, it sleeps at the airport

skips all its classes, skips like a record

used to be better, do you remember?

used to have visions, used to believe em

haven't done any heavy stuff since the nassau coliseum

i was standing in my sister's raincoat, you said that i looked debonair

the long island cops, they pulled off the top

they were wastin those longhairs, i just happened to be there when the

guy selling domestics got himself busted, he didn't have a license

couldn't be trusted

the girl selling t-shirts was kind of a freaker, first she gets handcuffed

they started to beat her, i was so angry, you had just left me

they had her pinned down, it was so easy, gotta admit it

i can't forget it, i don't regret it

that i got some kicks in

and every hippie that goes home bloody feels like a martyr back in the city

or in new jersey and not manhatten, or in the hamptons, back on campus

and out in boston and out in cambridge and out in brookline, back in brooklyn

and on the east coast, the carolinas, and in virginia and in memphis

in the twin cities and on the west coast and in alaska and coasta rica

and in jamaica and in miami, i wanna fuck you, i wanna fuck you

out on long island