All My Friends in New York
Lyrics
Staying home is not rally an option
For alcoholics living in Manhattan
Have you seen the size
Of John Bush's apartment?
It's a bit smaller than a glove compartment
For all my friends in New York
The next 10 rounds are on me
New Yorkers have the most familiar faces
And they do their drugs in
The most public places
Every week an old friend shows up, surprise
And wants my friends to stay
Up for the sunrise
Hello Max, Johnny, John, Omar
Hello sun, goodbye Niagara Bar
How many times can you listen to Blondie
The Clash, The Ramones
And that Strokes song?
How many people can we fit in a bathroom?
That Ryan Adams guy is fucking crazy
To Pete, Brian, and Jimmy G
The next ten lines are on me
Staying home is not rally an option
For alcoholics living in Manhattan
Have you seen the size
Of John Bush's apartment?
It's a bit smaller than a glove compartment
For all my friends in New York
The next 10 rounds are on me
New Yorkers have the most familiar faces
And they do their drugs in
The most public places
Every week an old friend shows up, surprise
And wants my friends to stay
Up for the sunrise
Hello Max, Johnny, John, Omar
Hello sun, goodbye Niagara Bar
How many times can you listen to Blondie
The Clash, The Ramones
And that Strokes song?
How many people can we fit in a bathroom?
That Ryan Adams guy is fucking crazy
To Pete, Brian, and Jimmy G
The next ten lines are on me
Writer(s): MICHAEL JOHN BURKETT
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
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