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A small but quirky pop poem that could have depth to them who seek, but works just as well as 24 Hour Party People addition. Thanks for listening. /M
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Lyrics
new york | new york
life is small, if looking down from a star
a man in a suite, crossing the river
going to Manhattan, in the cold of the night
blue, blue moon, shining from his eyes
only kings can pass the port imperial
with an invisible crown, they concur every town
coming at you, new york | new york
coming to get you, new york | new york
life is small, buildings are tall
his jazzy shirt, and feather hat
his tongue of wisdom it never rests
painted eyes and glossy lips
andy-style, in boots of leather
shiny-shiny people; there's no forever
© MKN 2012
life is small, if looking down from a star
a man in a suite, crossing the river
going to Manhattan, in the cold of the night
blue, blue moon, shining from his eyes
only kings can pass the port imperial
with an invisible crown, they concur every town
coming at you, new york | new york
coming to get you, new york | new york
life is small, buildings are tall
his jazzy shirt, and feather hat
his tongue of wisdom it never rests
painted eyes and glossy lips
andy-style, in boots of leather
shiny-shiny people; there's no forever
© MKN 2012

















richard13
but the music is fabulous. Great sounds, textures, rhythms.