New York Times Lyrics

New York, poor New York New York, poor New York
Cars choking your child to death But you don't wanna see 'Cause you only think about yourself How blind can you be
New York, poor New York Sniper on the rooftop, New York New York, poor New York Not fit for a dog in New York
Everybody bites on the Big Apple Leave the hungry in tears But no one gives a damn, no one really cares How they feel, they're just paper people not real
You need a gun to walk into New York
Now you're broke and you're out on a ledge Who can help you this time Now you're down to your very last cent Still you're askin' me who was your friend, I was your friend
New York poor New York Who turned the lights out in New York New York, poor New York Just another blackout in New York
Girl dead on the twenty sixth floor But no one knew her name Found her body behind the door Too young for the game
New York, poor New York Devils in the subway, New York New York, poor New York New York, poor New York
Talkin', talkin', talkin', watch out Harlem touching midtown New York New York, poor New York Talkin' 'bout New York, New York Money's getting tighter, New York They're burning the bridges to New York