New York Times - Cat Stevens

New York, poor New York

New York, poor New York

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

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

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 twenty sixth floor

But no one knew her name

Found her body behind the door

Too young for the game

New York, poor New York

Devils in the subway, New York

New York, poor New York

New York, poor New York

Talkin', talkin', 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