My Irish Friend歌词

In New York freedom looks like too many choices
In New York I found a friend to drown out the other voices
Voices on a cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down the stairwell
In New York
Just got a place in New York
In new York summers get hot
Well into the hundreds
You cant walk around the block without a change of clothing
Hot as a hairdryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
In New York
I just got a place in New York ,New York ,New York
In New York you can forget
forget how to sit still
Tell yourself you will stay in
But its down to Alphaville
New York ,New York....
The Irish have been coming here for years
Feel like they own the place
They got the airport ,city hall ,concrete ,asphalt
They even got the police
Irish ,Italian ,Jews and Hispanics
Religious nuts ,political fanatics in the stew
Living happily not like me and you
Thats where lost you...New York
In New York I lost it all to you and your vices
Still I am staying on to figure out my mid life crisis
I hit an iceberg in my life
But you know I am still afloat
You lose your balance ,lose you wife
In the queue for the lifeboat
You got to put the women and children first
But youve got an unquenchable thirst for New York
In the stillness of every evening
When the sun has had its day
I heard your voice a whispering come away child
New York , New York........
Redacted by Jerry 编辑于2004/08/05更新