And when you showed me Brooklyn Bridge in the morning, Ah God, And the people slipping on ice in the street, Twice, twice, two different people came over, goin to work, so earnest and tryful, clutching their pitiful morning Daily News slip on the ice & fall both inside 5 minutes and I cried I cried That's when you taught me tears, Ah God in the morning, Ah hee And me leaning on the lamppost wiping eyes, eyes, nobody's know I'd cried or woulda cared anyway but O I saw my father and my grandfather?s mother and the long lines of chaits and tear-sitters and dead Ah me, I knew God You Had better plans that that So whatever plan you have for me Splitter of majesty Make in short Brief Make it snappy Bring me home to the Eternal Mother Today At your service anyway, (and until)