the explosion - nycd lyrics
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i can’t say that i’m sorry
i can’t help where i’m born
does it feel like armageddon
or the rain before the storm
whisper me a warning
or yell me your last chance
the [????????] maybe burning
but new york cannot dance
walk through the doors of the chelsea hotel
the man will lead the way if you ring the bell
the yellow wood start smoking
but he just can’t, no he just can’t
the suits are straight from london
the suits are from rome
the drinks are on me
if you go home
whеre the heroin…is purе afghanistan
and the money, is red white and blue
thats you, thats american
thats american!
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