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