|
Lyrics |
Minerets of industry-this urban canyon engulfs me. The gray winged creatures of the concrete jungle guard their sidewalks anxiously. The glass grids of the lanky towers reflect the sun to central parks flowers. Who would think the plan would flow like so. The pretzel man talks to the air in a language he can only understand. Only in New York only in New York. So watch out there construction zone, what else more can mid town hold…I do not know.. Nighttime comes and oh baby turn the light down low. Another drink baby, you've got to take it slow. Last call for alcohol and I'm leaning up against the wall.. And I say, cheers to my city. Cheers to my one and only town. Cheers to my city now, however could I let like bring me down… There's a curb that separates the stop and go from the taxi cluster we all do know-prolific subway bums share their views. Flyers on each corner street sign while one screams louder than the other but that's fine. Only in New York Only in New York. Nighttime comes and oh baby turn the light down low. Another drink baby, you've got to take it slow. Last call for alcohol and I'm leaning up against the wall.. And I say, cheers to my city. Cheers to my one and only town. Cheers to my city now, however could I let like bring me down… Times have changed, so break the chain and fight your way through the blaghs of the mundane - give it up New York - give it up New York. Times have changed, so break the chain I'm fighting my way through the blaghs of the mundane - give it up New York… Nighttime comes and oh baby turn the light down low. Another drink baby, you've got to take it slow. Last call for alcohol and I'm leaning up against the wall.. And I say, cheers to my city. Cheers to my one and only town. Cheers to my city now, however could I let like bring me down… |