The billboards advertise it;
The mental pollution
That's obtained in a New York minute
Is mind-blowing.
A fast-paced world bustles by
Outside a taxi cab window.
It's rush hour,
And the car horns scream pleas of chaos.
Busy bodies litter the streets.
As they dissipate, they are soon replaced
Like the car exhaust
That's always lingering in the air.