New York city sunset They say this city never sleeps They tell ya not to mind the freaks But Davey moved into Gracie When they gave Eddie the axe Ya gotta love the Democrats Theres a couple on Fifth Avenue They been sparrin' for a while I really hope they reconcile Really what is there to fight about What's another coat of fur Ya really gotta feel for her Yeah, some kids got shot on the Two Train But that's half a world away That'll teach those other youngsters With their noisey arcade games Don't ya bother me for change They got preacher on the corner They got hustlers on the bus That don't leave much room for us Then the hookers took the theatres They got a different kinda show Man you really oughtta go Trades say Lorne is back at Eight-H Chevy's a movie man for hire And at least we're rid of Piscopo That Sinatra bit was tired And Billy Martin's just been fired The scoundrels down on Wall Street Dressing up like fatty cats Turn their nose at the ratty packs If greed is good is good for me Then who am I to say I'll let em tuck my dough away There's some dope sick ballerinas Talking circles with their friends They just escaped from Julliard They're gonna pirouette and then They'll dance their way down Broadway But I cannot tell you when No there's no telling when