Manhattan is the Island of Misfit Toys
Words and Music: Cornelius Eady
Called you fat called you queer
The town around you grew up serve
Called you nuts called you crip
Had to pack up fore you loose your grip
Manhattan is the Island of Misfit Toys
The streets are waiting the slate is blank
Here come the wounded girls and boys
Jumped from the ship before they sank
In their scruffy new robes of freedom
Called you dud slapped your hand
You packed a bag and away you ran
You grabbed a bus hopped a plane
Land where everything is not the same
Manhattan is the Island of Misfit Toys
Shy girl found her ruby red shoes
Same-same is bound to lose
Rise up from the ashes as you enjoy
Your scruffy new robes of freedom
You don't have to take it anymore!
(I lift my lamp beside the Golden door)
Here come the class fool-bound to lose
But New York City ain't heard the news
Here's Ms Bumble-Fumble from Nowhere
Brushing that small town outta her hair
Manhattan is the Island of Misfit Toys
Can a pebble ever learn how to swim?
Can you name the movie you're
Living in?
Rise up from what they can't destroy
In your scruffy new robes of freedom
You don't have to take it anymore!
(I lift my lamp beside the Golden door)
