You're lost
You're lost on a train
New York City
I don't know
About that
Continue your story
Somehow you've
Stumbled upon
One hip party
You look so cool
Like you belong
Like you grew out
Of wealth and privilege
Whats your favorite album
Is that cashmere
You tone down that West Virginian
Accent
Don't you call back home
There's no one
To impress
You talk to so-and-so
And they teach literature
At NYU
Dead poets
Exhausted ideas
d**h
In the simplest of packages
Well, alright
Assimilation
Is nearly complete
You're lost
You're lost on a train
I mean a subway
You're lost anyway