New York

Through Washington Square, past the pushers and freaks
Down to Bleeker Bob 's, where the gang all meets
Passed the trendy shops on Broadway
We make our to the Bowery
Hang out in front of C.B. 's and drink a few beers
And hassle those who 've got the nerve to stare
A few bottles thrown and everybody knows
That we 've gotta go before the pigs all show
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This is New York City, where the kids rule the streets
New York City 's where we wanna be
We always find a show where we can cause trouble
With trendy college kids and Neanderthal bouncers
On the city streets, that 's where we get our kicks
Even when it comes down to bottles and bricks
Waiting for the weekend all week long
Waiting for your worries and stress to be gone
There 's always someone out to ruin your fun
Like the boys in blue and the hoods with guns
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When they know we 're coming the shows are over-priced
The beers they serve are piss cup size
Record stores in the Village are just the same
They won 't carry our music unless it 's priced insane
In a city so big, in a city so diverse
Everybody here wants a big fat purse
We 'll still have fun, we 'll still have our beer
As you come and go, we 'll still be here
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Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Lebeau, Guillaume Briere
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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