Nyc's Like a Graveyard (Explicit)

NYC's Like a Graveyard (Explicit) - The Moldy Peaches

New York City's like a graveyard

All the corpses like the way I play my guitar

You've gotta be cute if you wanna get far

New York City's like a graveyard

All the tombstones sky scraping

All the rock stars double dating

So if you hate me go on hating

You've been waiting your whole life for this moment to be waiting

We've got it

We've got it

We've got it

We've got it

All those hookers in their f**king car

Twelve stepping hippies hanging out at the bar

Suckers and f**kers and stupid retards

New York City's like a graveyard

We've got it

We've got it

We've got it

We've got it

All the yuppies getting married

All the yuppies getting buried

Singing in this city's like singing on the prairie

New York City's like a cemetary