Twelve O'Clock in All the World

A Tale of Three Cities


Just crossing the street you can hear two heartbeats
One of them's yours, the other explores the tunnels beneath your feet
Bright Chinatown lights light up the fish at night
Little Italy's next, the banners I expect, hung over the streets just right
And you hit Coney Island on Saturday night, try and win someone a prize
You ride on the Cyclone and Wonder Wheel twice and see in the fire-eater's eyes
A surprise

Hey, this is the place I belong
I recognize that accordion song