Lucy in the Subway - Phish

Lucy sells her flowers for a quarter apiece

She wound up on the streets

She could not pay her lease

She used to want to save the world

But nothing to her matters now

She lays bout the subway station

Clad in dirty tatters now

Lucy’s in the subway with daffodils

She lost all her diamonds

And she sold all her pills

She’s been around the block

But she’s had too many thrills

Lucy’s in the subway with daffodils

Lucy holds a dixie cup

Of sixty cents in change

And if she looks you in the eye

You see that she’s deranged

She flew too near the sun

And fried her fragile wings

But to her faithful whisky bottle she clings

Lucy’s in the subway with daffodils

She lost all her diamonds

And she sold all her pills

She’s been around the block

But she’s had too many thrills

Lucy’s in the subway with daffodils