Friday, March 11, 2011

Concrete Jungle

How you go to New York, what you never took a tour there? What you didn't know you go to be rich just to be poor there? New York has closed itself off to the young and the struggling. New York City has been taken away from you, so my advice is to find a new city. Then again the city is so nice they named it twice. "New York I love you but your bringing me down".



New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
Like a rat in a cage pulling minimum wage
New York, I love You but you're bringing me down

New York, you're safer and you're wasting my time
Our records all show you are filthy but fine
But they shuttered your stores when you opened the doors
To the cops who were bored once they'd run out of crime

New York, you're perfect, don't please don't change a thing
Your mild billionaire mayor's now convinced he's a king
So the boring collect - I mean all disrespect
In the neighborhood bars I'd once dreamt I would drink

New York, I love you but you're freaking me out
There's a ton of the twist but we're fresh out of shout
Like a death in the hall that you hear through your wall
New York, I love you but you're freaking me out

New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
Like a death of the heart...Jesus, where do I start
But you're still the one pool where I'd happily drown

And oh..
Take me off your mailing list
For kids that think it still exists
Yes, for those who think it still exists

Maybe I'm wrong
And maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And maybe you're right
Maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And just maybe you're right

And Oh..
Maybe mother told you true
And they're always be something there for you
And you'll never be alone

But maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And just maybe she's wrong

Maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And if so here's this song

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