Give me something half as real
As these words I'm on tonight
There's nothing there but a nightmare
And I'm aching for some light
The fangs of New York are loaded
And she's searching for a song
I leave the lights of Broadway
I've felt so down so long
The fangs of New York
Are sharpened to a point
Of a wasted city psychopath
And a pay to play beer joint
Try as you may
The kids will rule the streets
With sex and drugs and EDM
But try and get some sleep
At 53rd and 3rd
I broke down and laughed
There's a poet on every corner here
Out looking for the path
The fangs of New York
Are sharpened to a point
Of a lovely city psychopath
And a pay to play beer joint
The fangs of New York are bloody
So come on baby let me in
I'm so lonely for a night out
There nothing like this where I've been
Tell the good doctor and the cricket
We'll be coming back next spring
When the cold has left the concrete
And the chimes of freedom ring
That town was awful pretty
And I could hang around a while
The people there seemed pretty nice
And I liked the laidback style
But give me something half as real
As these streets I'm on tonight
I'm searching for some magic
I ain't putting up a fight
The fangs of New York
Are sharpened to a point
Of a lovely city psychopath
And a pay to play beer joint
The fangs of New York are poems
So come on baby let me in
I'm so lonely for a night out
There nothing like this
Where I've been