(J. Lyon/S. Skinner) We're born to live and we're born to die You're somewhere in between and I'm not sure why Sleeping on a heat vent, eating what you find I know we're somewhat more than kin But a whole lot less than kind That's what you'll find in Little Calcutta That's what you'll find in Little Calcutta The Greatest City In The World Now life in the subway is a long slow fade to black When you're beneath the city ain't nothing you can do but crack Ain't no use in cryin', your tears are all in vain If you're living on the city streets, you must be insane That's what they say in Little Calcutta That's what the mayor says, he says "Right here in Little Calcutta The Most Exciting City In The World" The buses come and the buses go And leave you nothing but exhaust Port Authority Bus Terminal in the midnight hour Last stop for the dead, the dying and the lost You pray to God but he never seems to hear You're in the mayor's prayers "Lord make them disappear" Well, politicians can pray until they drop It's been a long ride down and this is your last stop All aboard for Little Calcutta All aboard for Little Calcutta All aboard for Little Calcutta Last stop, all aboard for Little Calcutta The Richest City In The World The Richest City In The World Ain't got no shame City ain't got no shame No pity in the big city No no no Doppler Shift Music/Liedela Music ASCAP/Nervous Music BMI