
The Elevator Prologue
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I'm safe
And I'm suffocating
We live in Manhattan Plaza, which is cheap housing for artists
Which means almost everyone who lives here is an artist, which means
You never know what you're gonna hear when these elevator doors open up
Yeah, that's Mr. Gordone, 32nd floor, forever on his trumpet
And watch, it's gonna open on 27
Piñero sisters are always having their dance class
I swear, like, somehow every hour of the day
And I kinda hope it's gonna open on 17
I mean, I do always like 17
O mio babbino caro
Mi piace è bello, bello
Yeah, I got no idea who that is or what they're saying, but
But I think they're in love
And then nine is the poets, eight is the painters
We got a whole string section, right? On seven, seven, six, five, and four
And when you hit that ground floor
Piano
Always piano

















































