New York Times

    New York, poor New York, ooh
    New York, poor New York, ooh
    Cars choking your child to death
    But you don’t wanna see
    ‘Cause you only think about yourself
    How blind can you be?

    New York, poor New York, ooh
    Sniper on the rooftop, New York
    New York, poor New York
    Not fit for a dog in New York
    Everybody bites on the Big Apple
    And leave the hungry in tears
    But no one gives a damn; no one really cares
    How they feel – they’re just paper people, not real
    You need a gun to walk into New York

    Now you’re broke and you’re out on a ledge
    Who can help you this time?
    Now you’re down to your very last cent
    Still you’re askin’ me, “Who was your friend?”
    I was your friend!

    New York, poor New York
    Who turned the lights out in New York?
    New York, poor New York
    Just another blackout in New York
    Girl dead on the 26th floor
    But no one knew her name
    Found her body behind the door
    Too young for the game

    New York, poor New York
    Devil’s in the subway, New York
    New York, poor New York
    New York, poor New York
    Talking, talking, talkin – watch out!

    Harlem touching Midtown, New York
    New York, poor New York
    Talkin ‘bout New York, New York
    Money’s getting tighter, New York
    They’re burning the bridges to New York