Kevin Lyrics - Joe Iconis

Good morning, Fort Green 

You're looking blah as ever 

My daily routine 

Is all such an endeavor 

Work and then back 

Partying in Park Slope 

He gives my ass a smack 

I roll my eyes and bark "No" ("Not gonna happen.") 

He got his hoodie at the Fulton Flea 

Like every other d-bag next to me 

I see ironic patches 

And my soul detaches 

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'Cuz I can't feel a thing anymore 

I can't feel a thing anymore 

It's all been done before 

And everything's a horrible bore 

And living is a terrible chore 

You know that it's true 

There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore 

I go for a walk 

I try to get inspired 

I see a neighbor; we talk ("What's going on? Oh, that's so crazy! Wow.") 

It only makes me tired 

It didn't always used to be this way 

Remember how I felt on Move-In Day 

I was so young and connected 

Now I'm just unaffected 

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And I can't feel a thing anymore 

I can't feel a thing anymore 

It's all been done before 

And living is a horrible bore 

And everything's a terrible chore 

You know that it's true 

There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore 

There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore 

I think I need a change 

I need to feel some Heaven 

I don't see fire and the flame and everybody looks the same 

And I don't care where you were on 9/11 ("I mean you didn't even live in New York at the time so it- wasn't really a thing for you.") 

It's totally late 

I see a woman on Atlantic 

Without a second of debate 

I grab her hair and she goes frantic 

I wrap my hands around her neck 

With all the passion I can rally 

We're by that club that's owned by Beck 

I dump her body in an alley 

I sweat a little bit but I'm still numb 

It was kind of 'whatever' but it was mostly dumb 

I walk home wondering what it all means 

Would I feel different if I lived in Queens? 

Oh, who's to say? 

It doesn't matter anyway... 

'Cuz I can't feel a thing anymore 

I can't feel a thing anymore 

It's all been done before 

And everything's a horrible bore 

And living is a terrible chore 

You know that it's true 

There's nothing new to do- 

There's nothing new to do- 

There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore 

There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore 

There's nothing new to do in New York anymore 

There's nothing new to do in America anymore 

There's nothing new to do in the universe anymore! 

It's all been done before! 

There's nothing new to do in Brooklyn anymore!