Paroles de NYC Streets

Cowboy junkies on the radio Singin' some ol' funky tune Time to change the station He says: Stop the car let me out I say hey, dude What's that all about The artist formerly known as Man, that's insane Purple rain, hey dude Cut me some slack What's his real name Bridge, man New York City streets Horns blowin', I don't care people goin' God knows where Freaks on the corner, hair dyed blue Lookin' at me, but I'm lookin' at you I wonder What am I doin' here What am I doin' here Whiskey signs Fashion in my mind Time to get loaded And get out of this town Pantera on the marquee Better stay one more day Iron maiden, Motörhead Fuck, heavy metal ain't dead Hey dude What's that you said Rockin' Rita Lookin' for a dime bag What's up with that dude Ah, turn the music up Turn the music up Go to the bridge, now New York City streets, horns blowin' people goin' God knows where I don't care Freaks on the corner, hair dyed blue Lookin' at me, but I'm lookin' at you What am I doin' here God, what am I doin' here You say your name is