Hot town, summer in the city.
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty.
Been down, isn’t it a pity.
Doesn’t seem to be a shadow in the city.
All around, people looking half-dead.
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head.
Dang, it has been HOT this week. I’ve been in NY, and man, it is hot, humid, sticky, you name it. On Tuesday, there was no A/C on the morning bus. It felt like we were in a steam-cooker. If the A/C is not working, why would the bus dispatch send it out anyway? That’s not right, and it’s not fair. Don’t do that, Mr. Coach USA.