Sante Fe

Santa fe

Angel

New york city

Markuh huh

Center of the universe

Collins

sing it girl

Angeltimes are s**tty

But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse

Marki hear you

Angel

It's a comfort to know

When you're singing the hit the road blues

That anywhere else you could possibly go

After new york would be a pleasure cruise

Collins

Now you're talking

Well

I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle

And I'm sick of grading papers that I know

And I'm shouting in my sleep

I need a muzzle

All this misery pays no salary

So

Let's open up a restaurant in santa fe

Oh sunny santa fe would be nice

Let's open up a restaurant in santa fe

And leave this to the roaches and mice

Collinsoh oh

Alloh

Angelyou teach

Collinsi teach

Computer age philosophy

But my students would rather watch tv

Angelamerica

Allamerica

Collinsyou're a sensitive aesthete

Brush the sauce onto the meat

You could make the menu sparkle with rhyme

You could drum a gentle drum

I could seat guests as they come

Chatting not about heidegger

But wine

Let's open up a restaurant in santa fe

Our labors would reap financial gains

Allgains

Gains

Gains

Collins

We'll open up a restaurant in santa fe

And save from devastation our brains

Homelesssave our brains

We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away

Devote ourselves to projects that sell

We'll open up a restaurant in santa fe

Forget this cold bohemian hell

Oh

All

Oh

Collins

Do you know the way to santa fe

You know

Tumbleweeds

Prairie dogs

Yeah