Goin' under, rats in the cellar Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow Nose is runny, losin' my connection Losin' money, getting no affection
New york city blues East side, west side lose Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you're wearing Tearing me apart
Safe complaining, 'casue everything's rotten Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten Feelin' cozy, rats in the cellar Cheeks are rosy, skin's turning yellow Lose it's party, lookin' rather lazy See my body, pushin up a-daisies
New york city blues East side, west side lose Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you're wearing Tearing me apart
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