New Folk songs for new buildings/I take the highest one/I put my money in futures. We got plans/we got answers. We hold our lost souls for ransom. New folk songs for new buildings/I’ll take the highest one/I put my faith in the future. We got facts/we got answers. We give each others diseases. If you want to drown, shallow water’s all around, lie down. To lose your town, you just have to stick around. To lose yourself, all your friends are here to help/you fall. New folk songs for new buildings/I kiss the broker’s ring/I lay myself at his mercy. We got phones/to air grievance/ some things aren’t even worth speaking. To build a shrine, throw some rocks upon the ground, and pray To lose your town, you just have to stick around. To lose yourself, all your friends are here to help/you fall. Rise, East River, rise.