We're roaming the city where the streets bear no seed And as far as you can see, there's anger and need When one finds treason as life's reason Confusion and depression bred by manipulation
This is our city for your lucky chance Where you watch people drink, and drink and dance The mind's a bomb, messing our land This confusion and depression bred by intimidation
Where we're running, running, running To the horizon of our dreams New York, noodle town New York, noodle town New York, noodle town
This is the valley of silent fears Where the dead meet dead and watch the living cry This is the valley of silent tears The wet pan alley called a city
While we're running, running, running To the horizon of our dreams New York, noodle town New York, noodle town New York, noodle town
New York, noodle town New York, noodle town New York, noodle town
New York, noodle town New York, noodle town New York, New York, noodle townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
