New York City`s like a graveyard
All the corpses like the way I play my guitar
You`ve gotta be cute if you wanna get far
New York City`s like a graveyard
All the tombstones- sky scrapin`
All the rock stars double datin`
So if you hate me, go on hating
You`ve been waiting your whole life for this moment to be waitin`
We`ve got it!! (x4)
All those hookers in their fucking car
Twelve steppin` hippies hangin` out at the bar
Suckers and fuckers and stupid retards
New York City`s like a graveyard
We`ve got it!! (x4)
All the yuppies getting married
All the yuppies getting buried
Singing in this city`s like singing on the prairie
New York City`s like a cemetary
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