New York City Songtext
von Michael Perry

So I get off the plane from where I′m coming from
Don't nobody know me
I′m as happy as can be
And I don't have to tell you just what I'm running from
Leave my troubles all behind and I′ll be free
′Cuz I've never seen the lights
Never seen a yellow taxi
People drivin′ by so fast
Entice me
No one ever told me it would be a challenge

Someone should have told me
It would be so hard living in


New York City
It's the city of dreams
For the people who take your money
It′s the place to be
If you wanna be seen
So basically
That's where you′ll find me
New York City
I'm seventeen!
Leave my bags and chains behind me
New York City
Is the city of dreams
For the people who take your money

I've got a flat in downtown Manhattan, New York
Can′t pay my rent and it′s never my fault
That's all I have as of today
Got a flat in downtown Manhattan, New York
And when it rains
I catch a bucket full of water
Running from the mice
Like a lamb to the slaughter
I still can′t find work
I've got a flat in downtown Manhattan, New York

Fast forward to the day that I got arrested
I was crucified ′cause brutality I attested
The Big Apple
I ain't got a piece of that
I ain′t get a bite
All I got to do was fight
Fight for my life then roll the dice
Fight for my rights then kill some mice


I've got New York City lights
Burning my eyes
Nothing's gonna stop me now
Gonna cover up my verity
Live my life for me
And I′m gonna stand out in the crowd!

New York′s got me goin' mad!
Someone should′ve told me it would
Be so hard living in

New York City
It's the city of dreams
For the people who take your money
New York′s got me goin' mad!
But there′s no wakeup call on my receiver
Nothing wrong with the dream
(It's the dream! Hey!)
New York City
Is the city of dreams
For the people who take your money

I've got a flat in downtown Manhattan, New York
Can′t pay my rent and it′s never my fault
That's all I have as of today
Got a flat in downtown Manhattan, New York
And when it rains
I catch a bucket full of water
Running from the mice
Like a lamb to the slaughter
I still can′t find work
I've got a flat in downtown Manhattan, New York

So I finally get to leaving
But suddenly I′m covered with a broken feeling
I couldn't survive the concrete jungle
I couldn′t find a 9 to 5
I left my home for problem zone
And, I knew, I thought, I knew
I said I could make it out here on my own
But it don't seem to be working to my advantage
So, it's alright
It′s okay
I guess I′ll just come another day