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In the city that never sleeps

Constant noise is the norm

Hidden shadows, people creep

Never far is the storm

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Skies are alight, never with stars

The sidewalks are crowded

There is not a street without cars

Forever surrounded

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To escape from the topside rush

Slink down below the ground

But even there you feel a crush

Echoes fro every sound

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Lighten your steps, the floor will stick

The stench is repulsive

Guard your pockets, beware of picks

The walls sprayed in cursive

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Tunnels explode with speeding trains

Yellow lines to alert

Come face to face with window panes

Watch your feet, that could hurt

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Understand the term sardine can

Quick as you're on, you're off

Run out to the street above hand

Breath leaves you in a huff

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After completing your business

Prepare to go again

Return to the subway entrance

Go back to where it began