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New York, New York lyrics
Smoking marijuana
And watching channel five
I got to get my strength up
This struggle to survive
Well, everyone's an asshole
Everyone's a creep
I look out the city
There's bungalows in the streets
I live in the city
I breathe dirty air
I ride trains with b-boys
Junkies, queens and squares
Safely someone's smiling
The fat man waits his turn
Soon he'll count his money
While the south Bronx slowly burns
Get out for the children
Get your ass and run
Get out of this stinking mess
To a safe suburban slum
I live in the city
I breathe dirty air
I ride trains with b-boys
Junkies, queens and squares
New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York
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- Track 2 on Viva Dictators
- 1 Intro
- 3 Haircut and Attitude
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