My Irish Friend歌詞

In New York freedom looks like too many choices
In New York I found a friend to drown out the other voices
Voices on a cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down the stairwell
In New York
Just got a place in New York
In new York summers get hot
Well into the hundreds
You cant walk around the block without a change of clothing
Hot as a hairdryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
In New York
I just got a place in New York ,New York ,New York
In New York you can forget
forget how to sit still
Tell yourself you will stay in
But its down to Alphaville
New York ,New York....
The Irish have been coming here for years
Feel like they own the place
They got the airport ,city hall ,concrete ,asphalt
They even got the police
Irish ,Italian ,Jews and Hispanics
Religious nuts ,political fanatics in the s