John Porter - Newyorkcity lyrics
Smash my mind into the mirror
Collide with nervous-endings
They're not neon lights, they're your eyes
Surplus scars from movie wars
And night patrols and rock'n'roll
Frozen dinners, instant enlightenment
My bedroom is my bathroom, work-room, living-room,
My asylum - azyl!
Do you wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna
Kate an excursion to your
Newyorkicity
We're culture vultures on weekends
Expensive dinners with lady friends
Dramaramas, discotheques
How's the state of your depression
Yes the weather's fine
But can you love me as I am?
Working, eating, counting, saving
I'm on full transmission - here I go - brrr!
Little man sitting in a big chair
What are you doing there?
I'm in business - I'm a business man
Do you want an excursion? D'you wanna Kate a trip?
D'you wanna fly?
Electric shocks are all you've got
When nothing else is in the shops
It's frightening, it's disgusting
Do you want to buy me,do you want to sell me?
Oh, it's so frightening, it's ridiculous
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