Jeff Buckley - Back In N. Y. C. Lyrics
(m.rutherford/s.hackett/p.collins/p.gabriel/a.banks)Originally contained in genesis the lamb lies down on broadwayI see faces and traces of homeBack in new york citySo you think Im a tough kidIs that what you heard?Well, I like to see some action,And it gets into my blood.Well, they let me out of pontiacWhen I was just seventeenI had to get it out of meIf you know what I mean, what I mean.They say I must be crazyCause I dont care who I hit, who I hit.Cause I know its me thats hitting outAnd I know Im not full of shit.Down by my bottle, filled up high with gasolineYou can tell by the night firesWhere a rail has been, has been.As I cuddled the porcupineHe said I had none to blame but me.Gave my heart, deep in hell,Time to shave, shave it off, it offNo time for romantic escape and yourFluffy heart is ready for rapeOff we go. off we go. off we goYoure sitting in your comfortWho dont believe Im realYou cannot buy protectionFor the way that I feel.Your progressive hypocritesHanding out their trashIt was mine in the first placeSo Ill burn to ash.When Ive taken all the strongest meatsAnd laid them down in colored sheetsWell, who needs illusions,Of love and affection when youre outWalking in the streets, your mainline connection.Connection.As I cuddled the porcupineHe said I had none to blame but me.Held my heart, deep in hell,Time to shave, shave it off, it offNo. no time for romantic escapeAnd your fluffy heart is ready for rapeNo. no time for romantic escapeAnd your fluffy heart is ready for rapeNo time.Back in new york city.
