New York , she sits and crys
She’s had her moment of glory
Stands up then she took the dive
From the sixty first story
Now I don’t know how it evens out
Once I saw there’s nothing there in her eyes
But she goes on and on, she goes on
New York, now that I’ve arrived
It’s like a joke that ain’t funny
It ain’t how you spend your time
Its what you get for your money
But I don’t know how I stayed alive
I’m infatuated with the human mind
And I go on and on I go on and on
But I don’t know how we will survive
‘Cos it feels if we are running out of time
And we go on and on , on and on
Can we go on …