New York Blues

I live in an apartment Sink leaks through the walls Lower east side full of bed bugs Junkies in the halls House been broken into Tabetan tankhos stole Speed-freaks took my statues, made my love a fool Speed-freaks took my statues Made my love a fool Days I come home tired Nights I needed sleep Cockroaches climb in bed with me My brain began to creep My work is never done My rest will never begin I'll be dead and buried and never pleasure win I'll be dead and buried, never pleasure win Lover-boy through meat at me Cursed the day we met Speed freaks and bed bugs, New York City's what you get Some day they'll build subways Get rid of all the cars Cops kill all the bad bugs Speed freaks land on Mars Cops kill all the bad bugs Speed freaks land on Mars