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Sante Fe

๐Ÿ‘ค Original Broadway Cast โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Rent CD01-1996 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:13
๐ŸŽต 1480 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:13 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 14575876

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

New York City
Uh, huh
Center of the universe
Sing it, girl
Times are shitty
But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse
I hear you

It's a comfort to know
When you're singing the hit the road blues
That anywhere else you could possibly go
After New York would be
A pleasure cruise
Now you're talking

Well, I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle
And I'm sick of grading papers that I know
I'm shouting in my sleep, I need a muzzle
All this misery pays no salary, so

Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Sunny Santa Fe would be nice
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
And leave this to the roaches and mice

Oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

You teach?
I teach computer age, philosophy
But my students would rather watch TV
Huh, America (America)
You're a sensitive aesthete
Brush the sauce onto the meat

You can make the menu sparkle with rhyme
You can drum a gentle drum
And I could seat guests as they come
Chatting not about Heidegger but wine

Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe (Santa Fe)
Our labors would reap financial gains (gains)
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe (Santa Fe)
And save from devastation our brains (save our brains)

We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away
Devote ourselves to projects that sell
We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Forget this cold Bohemian Hell

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Do you know the way to Santa Fe?
You know, tumbleweeds, prairie dogs
Yeah

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:05.59] New York City
[00:06.65] Uh, huh
[00:07.64] Center of the universe
[00:09.21] Sing it, girl
[00:10.23] Times are shitty
[00:11.66] But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse
[00:13.75] I hear you
[00:14.55] It's a comfort to know
[00:16.30] When you're singing the hit the road blues
[00:18.86] That anywhere else you could possibly go
[00:21.10] After New York would be
[00:24.59] A pleasure cruise
[00:26.16] Now you're talking
[00:30.38] Well, I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle
[00:34.97] And I'm sick of grading papers that I know
[00:39.53] I'm shouting in my sleep, I need a muzzle
[00:44.62] All this misery pays no salary, so
[00:48.87] Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
[00:53.56] Sunny Santa Fe would be nice
[00:57.84] Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
[01:02.56] And leave this to the roaches and mice
[01:07.42] Oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[01:12.16] Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[01:23.68] You teach?
[01:24.46] I teach computer age, philosophy
[01:27.85] But my students would rather watch TV
[01:30.03] Huh, America (America)
[01:32.74] You're a sensitive aesthete
[01:34.80] Brush the sauce onto the meat
[01:37.08] You can make the menu sparkle with rhyme
[01:42.04] You can drum a gentle drum
[01:44.19] And I could seat guests as they come
[01:46.43] Chatting not about Heidegger but wine
[01:51.48] Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe (Santa Fe)
[01:55.91] Our labors would reap financial gains (gains)
[02:00.76] Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe (Santa Fe)
[02:05.35] And save from devastation our brains (save our brains)
[02:09.67] We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away
[02:14.72] Devote ourselves to projects that sell
[02:19.45] We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
[02:23.93] Forget this cold Bohemian Hell
[02:28.72] Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[02:33.44] Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[02:37.00] Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[02:42.90] Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[02:54.41] Do you know the way to Santa Fe?
[02:59.42] You know, tumbleweeds, prairie dogs
[03:05.13] Yeah
[03:05.22]

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