New York, New York 10009

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

We Were Happy There, Her and Me

'til a Man From the Black Rock Saw the Band

And He Said "You Dudes Are Just Sizzling Hot and

We're Gonna Cut a Record and Make You All Stars

But First Things First, Sign Your Soul Away Here...

Yeah We Cut a Song About Avenue B

And the Boxes Boomed It All Over the Streets

But the Record Company 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 Gotta See Through

There's One Last Thing I Gotta Say to You

Oh Sheila, Baby, Give Me One More Chance

I've Just Gone and Started Black '47

I Don't Care About the Money, You Can Keep the Fame

I Just Want to Beat This City At Its Own Dumb Game