New York Times

Song New York Times
Artist Cat Stevens
Album Rock Masters: Randy

Lyrics

New York, poor
New YorkNew
York, poor
New YorkCars 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 YorkSniper on the rooftop,
New YorkNew
York, poor
New YorkNot fit for a dog in
New YorkEverybody bites on the
Big AppleLeave 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 YorkNow 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 YorkWho turned the lights out in
New YorkNew
York, poor
New YorkJust another blackout in
New YorkGirl 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 YorkDevils in the subway,
New YorkNew
York, poor
New YorkNew
York, poor
New YorkTalkin', talkin', talkin', watch out
Harlem touching midtown
New YorkNew
York, poor
New YorkTalkin' 'bout
New York,
New YorkMoney's getting tighter,
New YorkThey're burning the bridges to
New York