A Camp - Chinatown
 Every town has a secret heart that beats
 In every citizen in underground
 I set my clock to a bootleg meter
 A broken hand spinning round and round
 I'm on my way just like every day
 To get milk and kerosene
 But my reflection in the butcher's window
 Isn't me
 I freeze
 This is Chinatown
 A state of mind
 This is Chinatown
 It's just a state of mind
 The sky was blue, but I wouldn't know
 I was counting cracks in the concrete
 I memorized them from A to B
 A choreography, a part of me
 It's not the future,
 It's not the past,
 It's not now
 The prize will double if you try to look
 Them in the eye
 Don't ask why
 'Cause this is Chinatown
 A state of mind
 This is Chinatown
 A state of mind
 In Chinatown
 Read my fortune in my metro card
 You'll see nothing if you search too hard
 Read my fortune in my metro card
 You'll see nothing if you search too hard