I’ve put on something you can’t switch off.
I hope I don’t cry, but I know I will and you know how it feels.
On the north side, on the south side, they sing along when you switch on.
You switch on for the city, long gone from the city, come on strong winds move on.
You belong in the city, I’m wrong for the city, switch on a sad song when I’m gone.
When in New York, I stay indoors, go into the city and switch up the pity.
On the train someone says something about how Jesus saves.
But I’m too lost to be found, and put on a good face when I wasn’t around.
On the east side, on the west side, they sing a long when you switch on.
They sing along when you switch on
You switch on for the city, long gone from the city, come on strong winds move on.
You belong in the city, I’m wrong for the city, switch on a sad song when I’m gone.