The City — текст песни (Fleetwood Mac)

Written by bob welch.





Gonna stay out of new york

Theres something there that drives me crazy

Gonna stay out of new york

Theres something there that bleeds me dry

It gets so bad that I stop breathin

And then the sun dont wanna shine



Theres something wrong with new york

Its a prison without walls

No I wont go back there

I just dont like that place at all

You might call it sophistication

But I say time is runnin out



I wont go back to new york

Theres a darkness all around

No, I just cant handle it

You know that place is gettin me down

You can say its sophistication

But I say time is runnin out