Dance In New York Lyrics
| Song | Dance In New York |
| Artist | Thea Gilmore |
| Album | Liejacker |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Think there's a line that I crossed somewhere over the border | |
| ‘Cause I broke every rule you had written in your little book | |
| Singing Neil Young songs to the ones who, like lambs to the slaughter, | |
| Are combing their hair and selling stories about drugs they took | |
| And Renee she thinks that all of her prayers have been answered | |
| And she stands under the lights to make those six wires sing | |
| But the truth is those strings are just pulled by a room full of chancers | |
| And there's nothing original, not even original sin | |
| And I want to run, run, run fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don't wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| Well, I heard a breeze blow like a ghost riding out ‘cross the ocean | |
| And the smell of the midsummer sun dripping down through the blue | |
| It's so easy to drift through these things with your eyes half open | |
| Looking out for the prize, lining up all the things left to prove | |
| And who would have thought that a year on I'd be where I'm standing | |
| Half singing a song to a person I've only half met | |
| I have fought like a wildcat for space and understanding | |
| And, boy, let me tell you I'm not done fighting yet | |
| ‘Cause I want to run, run, run fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don't wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| So sing to me all of you children of one minute wonder | |
| Sing it out like you've always wanted to do | |
| I will dance in the street no matter whose sky I'm under | |
| You sing it out and I'll sing it straight back to you | |
| Then let me run, run, run as fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don't wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York |
| Think there' s a line that I crossed somewhere over the border | |
| ' Cause I broke every rule you had written in your little book | |
| Singing Neil Young songs to the ones who, like lambs to the slaughter, | |
| Are combing their hair and selling stories about drugs they took | |
| And Renee she thinks that all of her prayers have been answered | |
| And she stands under the lights to make those six wires sing | |
| But the truth is those strings are just pulled by a room full of chancers | |
| And there' s nothing original, not even original sin | |
| And I want to run, run, run fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ' Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don' t wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| Well, I heard a breeze blow like a ghost riding out ' cross the ocean | |
| And the smell of the midsummer sun dripping down through the blue | |
| It' s so easy to drift through these things with your eyes half open | |
| Looking out for the prize, lining up all the things left to prove | |
| And who would have thought that a year on I' d be where I' m standing | |
| Half singing a song to a person I' ve only half met | |
| I have fought like a wildcat for space and understanding | |
| And, boy, let me tell you I' m not done fighting yet | |
| ' Cause I want to run, run, run fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ' Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don' t wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| So sing to me all of you children of one minute wonder | |
| Sing it out like you' ve always wanted to do | |
| I will dance in the street no matter whose sky I' m under | |
| You sing it out and I' ll sing it straight back to you | |
| Then let me run, run, run as fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ' Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don' t wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York |
| Think there' s a line that I crossed somewhere over the border | |
| ' Cause I broke every rule you had written in your little book | |
| Singing Neil Young songs to the ones who, like lambs to the slaughter, | |
| Are combing their hair and selling stories about drugs they took | |
| And Renee she thinks that all of her prayers have been answered | |
| And she stands under the lights to make those six wires sing | |
| But the truth is those strings are just pulled by a room full of chancers | |
| And there' s nothing original, not even original sin | |
| And I want to run, run, run fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ' Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don' t wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| Well, I heard a breeze blow like a ghost riding out ' cross the ocean | |
| And the smell of the midsummer sun dripping down through the blue | |
| It' s so easy to drift through these things with your eyes half open | |
| Looking out for the prize, lining up all the things left to prove | |
| And who would have thought that a year on I' d be where I' m standing | |
| Half singing a song to a person I' ve only half met | |
| I have fought like a wildcat for space and understanding | |
| And, boy, let me tell you I' m not done fighting yet | |
| ' Cause I want to run, run, run fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ' Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don' t wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| So sing to me all of you children of one minute wonder | |
| Sing it out like you' ve always wanted to do | |
| I will dance in the street no matter whose sky I' m under | |
| You sing it out and I' ll sing it straight back to you | |
| Then let me run, run, run as fast as I can | |
| Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart | |
| Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here | |
| ' Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart | |
| No, I don' t wanna talk | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York | |
| I wanna dance in New York |
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