A E A E When February came it came straight for New York A Abm7 Gbm7 E Any colder - they said- we'll be skating to work A E A E Salt throwers were taming the sidewalks with haste A Abm7 Til the whole of the city was Gbm7 E Seasoned to taste A E A E The world was a yawn fingerprinted by night A Abm7 Gbm7 E Pro couples out running the leaves into kites A E A E And out jumped the soul from his too-little chest A Abm7 Gbm7 E Was kited away-ay along with the rest Interlude: D Dbm -x3- Bsus2 D Dbm Bsus2 A Live by design, til you resign D Dbm Bsus2 If anyone asks, I love my city... A E A E Oh where will ya take me for dinner and xxx? A Abm7 Gbm7 E The romance of somewhere where trains go direct? A E A E I live pretty close to a view of the stars A Abm7 Gbm7 E But it's not in my nature to look through the bars A My friend E You're major A E You're king of the world A Abm7 You might as well feel it Gbm7 E You might as well take all the A E Chips that you can A E They're the chips that you earned A Abm7 And they're ain't no forever Gbm7 E Where living's concerned A E A E When I'm at the door of whatever it is A Abm7 Gbm7 E If it's nothing romantic or nothing to miss A E A E I'll hope that I lived like those salt thrower heads A Abm7 Gbm7 E Drove over the treasury and helping the next Interlude: D Dbm -x3- Bsus2 D Dbm Bsus2 A Live by design, til you resign D Dbm Bsus2 If anyone asks, I love my city... A E A E Old was a man who attended his patch A Abm7 Gbm7 E Offending next door with the lock on the latch A E A E He felt too deeply, too often, too long A Abm7 E And now he'll feel nothing forever
