You can drag me bound
and bound for Avenue B,
but no matter how tight I will bite off those binds
and break free before we reach Avenue C
(Avenue C)

The place you never were free
Fourteen blocks it stretches 'til it gets to Con Ed
Gentrified trees, evened
Dreams didn't catch us, they fell off your roof
Onto concrete
(right on concrete)

Chorus:
You wanna be like 4th Avenue
And stick around for a while
And wake up, and break up, and maybe take up
your bike til it goes for a ride
(to the West Side)

You were as high as hell
Which is an oxymoron, but whatever, I knew you well
You were higher than the trees
But you couldn't get high enough to break clean from Avenue C
(Avenue C)

You drugs were shooting blanks
As you drank in a dive with Julian Casablancas
But the stars were never your style
You needed a dark, unstarry sky to keep up that high
(To keep that high)

Chorus

Bridge
Buried yourself like a seed 'cause the streets covered in concrete
Buried yourself like a seed 'cause ya cant grow beneath concrete

The sidewalks must never have dried
Cuz your shoes stuck in your footprints for a long while
But those marks show you where you are
On Avenue C you can't get too far
Can't escape that far

So you can drag me boxed and bound
And bound for Avenue B
But no matter how tight, I will bite off those binds
And break free before Avenue C
Won't see me at Avenue C
(uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)