NEW YORK

An imitation from New York You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk You're hippy types hero 'Cause you put on a bad show You put on a bad show Oh don't it show? Still out on those pills Oh, do you remember? You think it's swell playing Max's Kansas You're looking thrilled and you're acting flash We're nothing And you thought you better keep your mouth shut You'd better keep your mouth shut, in a rut Still, out on those pills Do the sambo Four years on, you still look the same I think about time you changed your brain You're just a pile of shit A-coming to this You poor little faggot You're sealed with a kiss Kiss me You think it's swell playing in Japan Everybody knows Japan is a dishpan You're just a pile of shit You're coming to this You poor little faggot You're sealed with a kiss Still out on those pills, cheap thrills Anadins, aspros, anything You're condemned to eternal bullshit It's sealed with a kiss Kiss me A kiss, a kiss, you're sealed with a kiss A-looking for a kiss You're coming to this Oh, a kiss You do just about anything Well, kiss this! Tatty-bye Urgh!