Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New York, NY 10009 , by - Black 47. Song from the album Fire of Freedom, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.1992
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
New York, NY 10009 |
| Got into town on a Saturday night |
| With a Fender guitar and I checked out the sights |
| And I drank my way down to the Lower East Side |
| 'Coz I was nuts about Thunders and Suicide |
| Then I formed a band called the Major Thinkers |
| With a couple of musicians and some heavy drinkers |
| And I went up to Max’s and I said |
| «Hey man, I’m gonna blow your club right off the map» |
| New York, New York what have you done? |
| You’ve wrecked me 'til I have become |
| Half the man I might have been |
| Half the hero of my dream |
| New York, New York it’s over now |
| You beat me still I know somehow |
| Just for once I’m gonna prove you wrong |
| Just to show you I was right all along |
| Well, I met Sheila down at Blanche’s bar |
| She was dressed all in black and her heart was a scar |
| She took me back to Avenue C How we were happy there, her and me |
| 'Til a man from the Black Rock saw the band |
| And he said, «Hey, you dudes are just sizzling hot and |
| We’re gonna cut a record and gonna make you all stars |
| But first things first, sign your soul away here» |
| New York, New York what have you done? |
| You’ve wrecked me 'til I have become |
| Half the man I might have been |
| Half the hero of my dream |
| New York, New York it’s over now |
| You beat me still I know somehow |
| Just for once I’m gonna prove you wrong |
| Just to show you I was right all along |
| Yeah, we cut a song about Avenue B And the boxes boomed it all over the streets |
| But the record company had us screwed us all up And Sheila went off and joined the scientology church |
| Then Mike stopped a bullet in Staten Island |
| And my whole world turned ultra violent |
| But there’s one last thing I just gotta see through |
| There’s one last thing I gotta say to you |
| Sheila, baby, give me one more chance |
| I’ve just gone and formed Black '47 |
| I don’t care about the money and you can keep the fame |
| I just wanna beat this city at its own dumb game |
| New York, New York what have you done? |
| You’ve wrecked me 'til I have become |
| Half the man I might have been |
| Half the hero of my dream |
| New York, New York it’s over now |
| You beat me still I know somehow |
| Just for once I’m gonna prove you wrong |
| Just to show you I was right all along |
| New York, New York |