Got Into Town On a Saturday Night 
With a Fender Guitar and I Checked Out the Sights 
And I Drank My Way Down to the Lower East Side 
Coz I Was Nuts About Thunders and Suicide 
Then I Formed a Band Called the Major Thinkers 
With a Couple of Musicians and Some Heavy Drinkers 
And I Went Up to Max's and I Said, "Hey Man, 
I'm Gonna Blow Your Club Right Off the Map"

New York, New York What Have You Done 
You've Wrecked Me 'til I Have Become 
Half the Man I Might Have Been 
Half the Hero of My Dream 
New York, New York It's Over Now 
You Beat Me Still I Know Somehow 
Just For Once I'm Gonna Prove You Wrong 
Just to Show You I Was Right All Along 

Well I Met Sheila Down At Blanche's Bar 
She Was Dressed All in Black and Her Heart Was a Scar 
She Took Me Back to Avenue C 
We Were Happy There, Her and Me 
'til a Man From the Black Rock Saw the Band 
And He Said "You Dudes Are Just Sizzling Hot and 
We're Gonna Cut a Record and Make You All Stars 
But First Things First, Sign Your Soul Away Here...

Yeah We Cut a Song About Avenue B 
And the Boxes Boomed It All Over the Streets 
But the Record Company Screwed Us All Up 
And Sheila Went Off and Joined the Scientology Church 
Then Mike Stopped a Bullet in Staten Island 
And My Whole World Turned Ultra Violent 
But There's One Last Thing I Gotta See Through 
There's One Last Thing I Gotta Say to You 

Oh Sheila, Baby, Give Me One More Chance 
I've Just Gone and Started Black '47 
I Don't Care About the Money, You Can Keep the Fame 
I Just Want to Beat This City At Its Own Dumb Game