New York, NY 10009 - Black 47

Got into town on a Saturday night

With a Fender guitar and I checked out the sights

And I drank my way down to the Lower East Side

'Coz I was nuts about Thunders and Suicide

Then I formed a band called the Major Thinkers

With a couple of musicians and some heavy drinkers

And I went up to Max’s and I said

«Hey man, I’m gonna blow your club right off the map»

New York, New York what have you done?

You’ve wrecked me 'til I have become

Half the man I might have been

Half the hero of my dream

New York, New York it’s over now

You beat me still I know somehow

Just for once I’m gonna prove you wrong

Just to show you I was right all along

Well, I met Sheila down at Blanche’s bar

She was dressed all in black and her heart was a scar

She took me back to Avenue C How we were happy there, her and me

'Til a man from the Black Rock saw the band

And he said, «Hey, you dudes are just sizzling hot and

We’re gonna cut a record and gonna make you all stars

But first things first, sign your soul away here»

New York, New York what have you done?

You’ve wrecked me 'til I have become

Half the man I might have been

Half the hero of my dream

New York, New York it’s over now

You beat me still I know somehow

Just for once I’m gonna prove you wrong

Just to show you I was right all along

Yeah, we cut a song about Avenue B And the boxes boomed it all over the streets

But the record company had us screwed us all up And Sheila went off and joined the scientology church

Then Mike stopped a bullet in Staten Island

And my whole world turned ultra violent

But there’s one last thing I just gotta see through

There’s one last thing I gotta say to you

Sheila, baby, give me one more chance

I’ve just gone and formed Black '47

I don’t care about the money and you can keep the fame

I just wanna beat this city at its own dumb game

New York, New York what have you done?

You’ve wrecked me 'til I have become

Half the man I might have been

Half the hero of my dream

New York, New York it’s over now

You beat me still I know somehow

Just for once I’m gonna prove you wrong

Just to show you I was right all along

New York, New York