The City
Purdy Joe Lyrics

The city keeps on going, on.
The bustling metropolis never stops moving and changing, no matter what else is happening.

Float down the river with my Iddy and Jay?
Travel down a waterway with my beloved friends, Iddy and Jay?

Get off the boat and board a plan to J-K-F and I, ain't slept a week But it don't seem to matter to the subway squeakers, squeak (and squeak)
Disembark a vessel and catch a flight to JFK Airport. Despite not having slept in a week, the sounds of the subway don't even faze me.

Grand Central Station and got wind they're coming on And the goodness yesterday? No one round oh and I still recognize her After all these years and she still looks the same Ah, she still looks the same.
Heard rumors that something important is happening at Grand Central Station. Recalling the good times of the past. Despite no one else being there, the artist recognizes a familiar person from years ago, who still looks unchanged.

Oh and we end up in Brooklyn It was rainin' so hard Come up all day And the rain to clear it off, Oh we're just people watching on 3rd and St. Mormons? And when the girl's kissing my face, my face She was just kissing my face
Found themselves in Brooklyn during a heavy rainstorm. Spent the day indoors waiting for the rain to stop. People watching on 3rd and St. Mormons. A girl kissed the artist, but it was likely just a fleeting moment of connection.

And again, again
This could reflect a sense of repetition or deja vu about the events happening in the city.

Just when I was sick and lonely, There was a shaking on the ground We were hiding from the rain We were riding on the train Just when I was sick and lonely, There was a shaking on the ground Were were hiding from the rain Were were riding on the train.
Amidst loneliness and illness, there was an earthquake or other disturbance. Riding on a train while taking shelter from the rain.

She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face Dancing on the midway Kissing my face Dancing on the midway Just waving goodbye.
Perhaps a bittersweet moment of connection with someone while in a carnival or similar setting. Though they shared a moment, it was ultimately fleeting and the person quickly left.