Longpigs - New York lyrics

In New York, we buried our heads in the sand,

like a junkie needs his fix, like a hooker needs her tricks,

In New York, we danced like two birds on a stick,

like confusion breeds despair, like all politicians care.

I must have been a fool to listen to you,

my friend,

I still love you, still pretend, cool,

my friend,

I still love you, still pretend.

In New York, we swam like a dog in the sun,

like a critic needs a shield, like a chicken needs a field,

In New York, we sat like a bus stop in hell,

like a spotlight has to fade,like a wanker wearing shades.

I must have been a fool to listen to you,

my friend,

I still love you, still pretend, cool,

my friend,

I still love you, still pretend.

In New York, we gave every penny to lust,

like a bulldog needs a smile, like a novel takes a while,

like a prophet needs to think, like a case of kitchen sink (?)

like confession breeds/ needs remorse, like suspicion runs its course,

like a model needs a look, like a mother needs to cook,

like a sweetheart needs a date, like appearing slightly late,

like a beating begs revenge, like a hippy needs stone henge,

like a gangster needs a gang, like a killer needs to hang.

I must have been a fool to listen to you,

my friend,

I still love you, still pretend, cool,

my friend,

I still love you, still pretend.

Like a telephone needs calls, like a lesbian needs balls,

like I'm always second best, like I've got it off my chest,

like a mystic needs to fate, like a glutton needs to sate,

like a lawyer needs a law, like a millionaire needs more,

like escapists need to go, like a winner has to gloat,

like all time will surely heal, like a santa claus is real,

like a tenant needs the rent, like all fury needs a vent,

like a ?????, like affairs all need a ???

like a popgroup needs a sound, like a penny makes a pound,

like I'm shooting from the hip, like all suitcase needs equip (?)

like a jockey needs a whip, like a belly needs to slip,

like a cheetah ? the sea, like a vicar needs more tea,

like a massochist needs Spain, and like a cavalan needs pain