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Tom:
E G E G
Dm E G E [Hook]
Ebm Db New York New York, big city of dreams
F And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
E Db You might get fooled if you come from out of town
F But I'm down by law and I know my way around [Bridge]
E Db F Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
E Db G Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah! [Verse 1]
G Db A castle in the sky, one mile high
E Built to shelter the rich and greedy
G Rows of eyes, disguised as windows
E Looking down on the poor and the needy
F Miles of people, marching up the avenue
E Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
G I'm living in the land of plenty and many
G But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know why [Bridge]
E Too much, too many people, too much
G E G Too much, too many people, too much! [Verse 2]
G F A man's on a ledge, says he's gonna jump
Db People gather round, said, "He won't he's just a chump"
F 'Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed
E A His mortgage is due and his marriage is through
E He says he ain't gonna pay no child support
G Because the bitch left him without a second thought
E He got nothing to eat, no shoes on his feet
G She even left his clothes out in the street
E He keeps hearing noises when he's at home
Db He always hears voices when he's all alone
F His wife took the kids, the car and the crib
G In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
[Hook]
G A New York New York big city of dreams
E But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
G Db You might get fooled if you come from out of town
Ebm But I'm down by law, and I know my way around [Verse 3]
E Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
Db But you can't tell the women from the men sometimes
G E They're sugar and spice and everything nice
G But when you get ?em home ain't no telling what you find
E Right next door is a little old man
G I seen him eating dog food out of a can
Db He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
E I barely can stand, on my own two feet
G I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
Db Something?s on my mind and I just can't shake it
E I need some time, and I want some space
G I gotta get away from the human race? [Bridge]
G E G Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
A E Too much, too many people, too much! Raaah! [Verse 4]
E Staring at a skyscraper reaching into heaven
G When over in the ghetto I'm livin' in hell
E Just play ball or be an entertainer
G 'Cause niggaz like me can't read too well
Dm E Nobody loves me, nobody cares
G I dreamed about a life but I'm livin' in a nightmare
E Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
G Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown! [Tag]
G Bb Ebm Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh
E Bb Ebm Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh
E Bb Db Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh
Bb E G Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, HUH! [Verse 5]
E F If only I could sleep just ten more minutes
E I might find the strength to make another day
G If I didn't have to get up and do my thing
F I would probably sleep my whole life away
E I messed up a nice dream, somethin' bout ice cream
Ebm Whipped cream, fruits and a cherry on top
E F Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh
E The pressure is on, It ain't never gonna stop
G I sho' gotta learn to use my mind
E G I don't want to be kissing nobody's behind
E Just standin' on line lookin' like a jerk
G Gotta get off my butt and do a full day's work
E F I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash
E Should a been thinking and tried to fake whiplash
F A crowd gathered round, they're callin' me fat
Dm Who you lookin' at with a face like that? [Hook]
Dm Db New York New York big city of dreams
E Everything in New York ain't always what it seems
G You might get fooled if you come from out of town
E Bb But I'm down by law and I know my way around [Verse 6]
E On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
G Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
F One young punk just leaning on the fence
E A Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
E Billy is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
E Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands
E Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
G One dead punk, killed by the man [Outro]
G Db New York New York big city of dreams
G And everything in New York ain't always what it seem
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