Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New York, New York , by - Grandmaster Flash. Release date: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New York, New York , by - Grandmaster Flash. New York, New York |
| Ah New York New York big city of dreams |
| And everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
| You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
| But I’m down by law and I know my way around, too much |
| Ah too many people, too much -- a ha hah |
| Too much, too many people, too much, rrrrrrrah! |
| A castle in the sky, one mile high |
| Built to shelter the rich and greedy |
| Rows of eyes, disguised as windows |
| Lookin DOWN on the poor and the needy |
| Miles of people, marchin up the avenue |
| Doin what they gotta do, just to get by |
| I’m livin in the land of plenty and many |
| But I’m damn sure poor and I don’t know why |
| Too much, ah too many people, too much |
| Too much, too many people, too much! |
| A man’s on a ledge, says he’s gonna jump |
| People gather round, said, He won’t he’s just a chump |
| Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed |
| His mortgage is due and his marriage is through |
| He says he ain’t gonna pay no child support |
| Because the bitch left him without a second thought |
| He got nothin to eat, no shoes on his feet |
| She even left his clothes, out in the street |
| He keeps hearin noises when he’s at home |
| He always hears voices when he’s all alone |
| His wife took the kids, the car and the crib |
| In this man’s world, so much for women’s lib |
| New York New York big city of dreams |
| But everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
| You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
| But I’m down by law, and I know my way around |
| Down in the Village, you might think I’m silly |
| but you can’t tell the women from the men sometimes |
| They’re sugar and spice and everything nice |
| But when you get em home ain’t no tellin what you find |
| Right next door is a little old man |
| I seen him eatin dog food out of a can |
| He says, I got to eat, when I can’t afford meat |
| I barely can stand, on my own two feet |
| I got a bad habit and I just can’t break it Somethin’s on my mind and I just can’t shake it I need some time, and I want some space |
| I gotta get away from the human race |
| Too much, ah too many people, too much… a-ha hah |
| Too much, ah too many people, too much! |
| Rrrrrrrah! |
| Stand at a skyscraper reachin into heaven |
| When over in the ghetto I’m livin in hell |
| Just play ball or be an entertainer |
| cause niggaz like me can’t read too well |
| Nobody loves me, nobody cares |
| I dreamed about a life but I’m livin in a nightmare |
| Paranoid schitzo, set back, snowbound |
| Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown! |
| Hee, huh (16X) HUH! |
| If only I could sleep just ten more minutes |
| I might find the strength to make another day |
| If I didn’t have to get up, and do my thing |
| I would probably sleep my whole life away |
| I messed up a nice dream, somethin bout ice cream |
| Whipped cream fruits and a cherry on top |
| Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh |
| The pressure is on it ain’t never gonna stop |
| I sho’gotta learn to use my mind |
| I don’t wanna be kissin nobody’s behind |
| Just standin on line lookin like a jerk |
| Gotta get off my butt and do a full day’s work |
| I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash |
| Shoulda been thinkin and tried to fake whiplash |
| A crowd gathered round, they’re callin me fat |
| Who you lookin at wit a face like that? |
| New York New York big city of dreams |
| Everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
| You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
| But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
| On 42nd Street, lookin for some action |
| Women standin on the corner sellin satisfaction |
| One young punk just leanin on the fence |
| Tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents |
| Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster |
| Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands |
| Just did a stick-up, just got picked up One dead punk, killed by the man |
| New York New York big city of dreams |
| And everything in New York ain’t always what it seem |
| You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
| But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
| Too much, too many people, too much… ah ha hah hah |
| Too much, too many people, too much! |
| HUAHH! |
| A baby cries and a mother dies |
| And the tears fall from the doctor’s eyes because |
| in this room, on this day |
| The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh |
| The gift of life really means a lot |
| And in the ghetto your life is all you got |
| So you take to the streets, tryin to exist |
| in the trash and slime of a world like this |
| What you watch, on TV |
| a tells you what life is supposed to be But when you look outside the only thing you see |
| Is the poverty stricken, reality, heh |
| Abandoned places, angry faces |
| Much hate and hunger through-out the races |
| You say, I’m grown and I’m on my own |
| So why don’t everybody just leave me alone! |
| Now you stay at home, talkin on the phone |
| Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone |
| They never took the time to tell you bout sex |
| So you had to learn about it in the discotheques |
| Nine months later, the baby is there |
| and the nigga that did it said, I don’t care! |
| You don’t have enough money to help feed two |
| So you have to choose between the baby and you |
| The sky was cryin, rain and hail |
| When you put yo’baby in the garbage pail |
| Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid |
| And you tried to forget what you just did, huh |
| The muffled screams of a dyin baby |
| was enough to drive the young mother crazy |
| so she ran in the rain tryin to ease the pain |
| Huh huh, and she drove herself insane |
| New York New York big city of dreams |
| But everything in New York ain’t always what it seem |
| You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
| But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
| Ah too much, too many people, too much… ah ha hah hah |
| Too much, too many people, too much! |
| HUHHH! |
| So what’s happenin man? |
| What’s happenin? |
| Man you should see these bad girls out here workin the corner |
| Loose joints, loose joints! |
| A hah hah hah |
| Aiyyo baby won’t you come here man gimme a little somethin |
| Let’s try to get the money man |
| Aiyyo aiyyo y’all know this dude look he comin right here let’s rob him man |
| Ohh yeah yeah |
| Nah nah leave him alone |
| Hey slick, you know your way to Sugarhill Records? |
| Ay man that’s in Jersey nigga! |
| C’mere c’mere man whassup wit you? |
| (conversation disolves into a fight) |
| New York New York big city of dreams |
| But everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
| You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
| But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
| Too much, too many people, too much… ha hah hah hah |
| Too much, too many people, too much |
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