Shattered (Live at Racket, NYC)

Shadoobie, shattered shattered Shadoobie, shattered shattered Shadoobie Love and hope and sex and dreams are still surviving on the streets And look at me, I'm in tatters I'm shattered Shadoobie Friends are so alarming, my lover's never charming Life's just a cocktail party on the street, Big Apple People dressed in plastic bags Directing traffic, some kind of fashion Laughter, joy, and loneliness dreams are still surviving on the streets And look at me Shattered Shadoobie Shadoobie All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can't give it away on 7th Avenue This town's been wearing tatters, uh-huh Work and work for love and sex And ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success Does it matter? Shadoobie Shattered Shattered Shadoobie Shattered Shattered Shadoobie Shattered hattered Ah, look at me Ah, look at me I'm shattered Look at me, I'm shattered Pride and joy and greed and sex, that's what makes our town the best Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street And look at me, (shattered) Look at me (shattered) I've been battered What does it matter? Shadoobie Shadoobie Shadoobie Shadoobie Don't you know the crime rate's going up, up, up, up, up To live in this town, you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough You got rats on the west side, bed bugs uptown What a mess, this town's in tatters, I've been shattered My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan Shadoobie Shadoobie Shadoobie All My friends they come around they Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter Pile it up, pile it up, pile it high on the platter