Goin´ under, Rats In The Cellar Goin´ under, skin´s turnin´ yellow Nose is runny, losin´ my connection
Losin´ money, getting no affection
New York City blues East side, West side lose Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you´re wearing Tearing me apart
Safe complaining, ´casue everything´s rotten Go insanin´, and ain´t a thing forgotten Feelin´ cozy, Rats In The Cellar Cheeks are rosy, skin´s turning yellow Lose it´s party, lookin´ rather lazy See my body, pushin up a-daisies
New York City blues
East side, west side lose Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you´re wearing Tearing me apart