Barenaked Ladies - Every Subway Car

My backpack was faded black
But now it's all blue
It looks whack, but it's compact
And works like brand new
I had found an old Greyhound
But it wasn't my scene
I'm underground at the turnaround
And this one is pristine
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I'm on my own, I'm Sly Stallone
I did it for you
I've outgrown my wings, and flown
Into something brand new
I show restraint, I'm the Patron Saint
Of urban gardens in bloom
If I don't faint ingesting paint
Breathing all of these fumes
On every subway car you look amazing
While streaming out of bars their glasses raising
Systemically refused
Then chemically removed
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