New York City's like graveyardnAll the corpses like the way I play my guitarnYou gotta be cute if you wanna get farnNew York City's like graveyardnAll the tombstones sky scrapingnAll the rock stars double datingnSo if you hate me go on hatingnYou've been waiting your whole life to be waitingnnWe've got itnWe've got itnWe've got itnWe've got itnnAll those hookers in their fucking carsn12 steppin' hippies hangin' out at the barnSuckers and fuckers and stupid retardsnNew York City's like a graveyardnnWe've got itnWe've got itnWe've got itnWe've got itnnAll the yuppies getting marriednAll the yuppies getting buriednSingin' in the city's like singin' on the prairienNew York City's like a cemetery