Folks, we finally got our headline"Newsies Crushed as Bulls Attack"Crutchie's calling meDumb crip's just too damn slowGuys are fightin', bleedin' fallin'Thanks to good ole' Captain JackCaptain Jack just wants to close his eyes and go!
Let me goFar awaySomewhere they won't ever find meAnd tomorrow won't remind me of todayAnd the city's finally sleepin'And the moon looks old and greyI get on a train thats bound for Santa Fe
And I'm goneAnd I'm doneNo more running, no more lyingNo more fat old men denying me my payJust a moon so big and yellow, it turns night right into dayDreams come true. Yeah they do, in Santa Fe
Where does it say you gotta live and die here?Where does it say a guy can't catch a break?Why should you only take what you're given?Why should you spend your whole lifeLiving trapped where there ain't no futureEven at 17, breaking your back for someone else's sakeIf the life don't seem to suit you, how about a change of scene?Far from the lousy headlines and the deadlines in between
Santa Fe, my old friendI can't spend my whole life dreamingThough I know thats all I seem inclined to doI ain't getting any youngerAnd I wanna start brand newI need space, and fresh airLet them laugh in my face, I don't careSave my place, I'll be there
Just be real is all I'm askingNot some painting in my head'Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you todayI got nothing if I ain't got Santa Fe