The City - Fleetwood Mac

Going to stay out of New York

There’s something there that drives me crazy

No I won’t go back

There’s something there that bleeds me dry

It gets so bad that I stop breathing

And then the sun don’t want to shine

There’s something wrong with New York

It’s a prison without walls

No I won’t go back there

I just don’t like that place at all

Now you might call it sophistication

I said i won’t go back to New York

There’s a darkness all around

No, I just can’t handle it

You know that place is getting me down

You can say it’s sophistication

But I say time is running out