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 blues

Throw me in the slam

Catch me if you can

Believe

That you're wearing

Tearing me apart



Safe complaining, 'cause everything's rotten

Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten

Feelin' cozy, Rats In The Cellar

Cheeks are rosy, skin's turning yellow

Loose and soggy, lookin' rather lazy

See my body, pushin up the daisies



New York City's dues

East side, west side news

Throw me in the slam

Catch me if you can

Believe

That you're wearing

Tearing me apart



New York City blues

East side, west side blues

Throw me in the slam

A catch me if you can

Believe

That you're wearing

Tearing me apart