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Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five

The Sugar Hill Records Story: Disc Four

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* organized by Rhino comp. for convenience regardless of originalAh New York New York big city of dreamsAnd everything in New York ain`t always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I`m down by law and I know my way around, too muchAh too many people, too much -- a ha hahToo much, too many people, too much, rrrrrrrah!A castle in the sky, one mile highBuilt to shelter the rich and greedyRows of eyes, disguised as windowsLookin DOWN on the poor and the needyMiles of people, marchin up the avenueDoin what they gotta do, just to get byI`m livin in the land of plenty and manyBut I`m damn sure poor and I don`t know whyToo much, ah too many people, too muchToo much, too many people, too much!A man`s on a ledge, says he`s gonna jumpPeople gather round, said, "He won`t he`s just a chump"Cause he lost his job, then he got robbedHis mortgage is due and his marriage is throughHe says he ain`t gonna pay no child supportBecause the bitch left him without a second thoughtHe got nothin to eat, no shoes on his feetShe even left his clothes, out in the streetHe keeps hearin noises when he`s at homeHe always hears voices when he`s all aloneHis wife took the kids, the car and the cribIn this man`s world, so much for women`s libNew York New York big city of dreamsBut everything in New York ain`t always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I`m down by law, and I know my way aroundDown in the Village, you might think I`m sillybut you can`t tell the women from the men sometimesThey`re sugar and spice and everything niceBut when you get em home ain`t no tellin what you findRight next door is a little old manI seen him eatin dog food out of a canHe says, "I got to eat, when I can`t afford meatI barely can stand, on my own two feet"I got a bad habit and I just can`t break itSomethin`s on my mind and I just can`t shake itI need some time, and I want some spaceI gotta get away from the human raceToo much, ah too many people, too much... a-ha hahToo much, ah too many people, too much! Rrrrrrrah!Stand at a skyscraper reachin into heavenWhen over in the ghetto I`m livin in hellJust play ball or be an entertainercause niggaz like me can`t read too wellNobody loves me, nobody caresI dreamed about a life but I`m livin in a nightmareParanoid schitzo, set back, snowboundBad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown!Hee, huh (16X) HUH!If only I could sleep just ten more minutesI might find the strength to make another dayIf I didn`t have to get up, and do my thingI would probably sleep my whole life awayI messed up a nice dream, somethin bout ice creamWhipped cream fruits and a cherry on topNow I gotta get up and face the world, huhThe pressure is on it ain`t never gonna stopI sho` gotta learn to use my mindI don`t wanna be kissin nobody`s behindJust standin on line lookin like a jerkGotta get off my butt and do a full day`s workI ran into a pothole, got into a car crashShoulda been thinkin and tried to fake whiplashA crowd gathered round, they`re callin me fatWho you lookin at wit a face like that?New York New York big city of dreamsEverything in New York ain`t always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I`m down by law and I know my way aroundOn 42nd Street, lookin for some actionWomen standin on the corner sellin satisfactionOne young punk just leanin on the fenceTryin to make a dollar out of fifteen centsReally is a prankster, tried to be a gangsterReal big wheel when a gun is in his handsJust did a stick-up, just got picked upOne dead punk, killed by the man