Fun Lovin' Criminals Ballad of NYC (Баллада о Нью-Йорке)

Текст песни "Fun Lovin' Criminals — Ballad of NYC (Баллада о Нью-Йорке)"

Sand in my socks,
and tears in my eyes,
blood on my hands,
and smoke in the skies.
My brothers are gone
and i'm numb to the pain,
can't pick up the phone,
now i'm dreamin again...
y'all can't relate
i'm all by myself
where can i turn.
When there's nobody else.
i'm back in the world.
And i'm livin your lie
i smile at the girls.
But i'm dying inside...

Where do i begin?
New York city.
The place that has become my friend
i've walked my pain
over your streets
once again
yet you're always there for me
for me...

I'm on the westside.
And i'm down by the river
my dog starts to bark.
And the wind starts to whimper.
There's not enough time
to leave it all behind,
I see all you love
my voice in your mind...

Drag the river for my soul.
And dust my sugar from the fold. Although my sins are gettin cold.
Drag the river for my soul.

Where do i begin?
New York city.
The place that has become my friend.
I've walked my pain over your's streets once again...
Yet you're always there for me

Drag the river for my soul.
And dust my sugar from the fold
although my sins are gettin cold.
Drag the river for my soul.

Where do i begin?
New York city.
The place that has become my friend
i've walked my pain
over your streets once again...
yet your'e always there for me
...for me.

Where do i begin?
New York city.
The place that has become my friend
i've walked my pain
over your streets once again...
yet your'e always there for me
...for me.