Back in N.Y.C.
Album: The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway
Release Date: 11/18/74
Label: Atco
Explicit version of "Back in N.Y.C." lyrics
I see faces and traces of home back in New York City
So you think I'm a tough kid?
Is that what you heard?
Well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood
They call me the trail blazer
I'm the pitcher in the chain gang
We don't believe in pain 'cause we're only as strong
As only as strong as the weakest link in the chain
Let me out of Pontiac
When I was just seventeen
I had to get it out of me
If you know what I mean
You say I must be crazy
'Cause I don't care who I hit
But I know it's me that's hitting out
And I'm not full of s***
I don't care who I hurt
This is your mess I'm stuck in
When I take out my bottle
You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been
As I cuddled the porcupine he said I had none to blame but me
Held my heart
No time for romantic escape when your fluffy heart is ready for rape
No time for romantic escape when your fluffy heart is ready for rape
No time for romantic escape when your fluffy heart is ready for rape
Off we go
You're sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real
You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel
Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash
But it was mine in the first place
And I've tasted all the strongest meats
And laid them down in colored sheets
Laid them down in colored sheets
Who needs illusion of love and affection
When you're out walking the streets with your mainline connection Connection
As I cuddled the porcupine he said I had none to blame but me
Held my heart
No time for romantic escape when your fluffy heart is ready for rape
No time for romantic escape when your fluffy heart is ready for rape
No time for romantic escape when your fluffy heart is ready for rape
No time
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