quarta-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2009
New York, I Love You But you're bringing me down Like a rat in a cage Pulling minimum wage 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 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 myabe 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, is there?
Do you want to share this town
That keeps bringing me down?