New York

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Elvis too hard
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Thin as nails
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Jelly slip ons
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High on rails
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Comes to my house
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Across the street
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Cause he needs some shelter

or something to eat

PDC HORUS
C                             
And he hopes to makes it to new 
Bm     A
york.

CHORUS
                     C
Where he can blend into the scenery
G
the martyrs and the bar flies
Am                               F
He's just a pasly on the wall
C
No one's going to notice him
G
in his mothers clothes.
Am                                
Dear boy there are stranger things
                     F          Em
 than you in New York.

VERSE
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Where's your mother?
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Where's your dad?
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What happened to your face boy?
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Were you really bad?
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You little faggot.
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You little queer.
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I dont care who you are boy
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But don't be it here

PDC HORUS
C                        Bm      A
Take me with you to New York.

CHORUS
                     C
Where you can blend into the scenery
G
the martyrs and the bar flies
Am                               F
Your just a pasly on the wall
C
No one's going to notice you
G
in your mothers clothes.
Am                                
Dear boy there are stranger things
                     F          Em
 than you in New York.

VERSE
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Play with Barbie
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Dance the stage
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Work the hill behind the ledge
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At such an age
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You're not a warrior
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No you're not a chief
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You're a Indian man
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With a purple cheek

PDC HORUS
C                        Bm    Am
Off you go now to New York.

CHORUS
                     C
Where you can blend into the scenery
G
the martyrs and the bar flies
Am                               F
Your just a pasly on the wall
C
No one's going to notice you
G
in your mothers clothes.
Am                                
Dear boy there are stranger things
                     F
 than you

CHORUS#2
C
It's a heart among the thinkers
G
Pushing out the life blood
Am                                
For the Liberties for those who 
                  F
are abandoned.
C
So find yourself a crooked friend
G
and wear a stupid hat
Am                                
Dear boy there are strangers 
                      F
things than you
Em
in New York

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