New York Is Killing Me - Gil Scott-Heron

Yeah the doctors don’t know, but New York was killing me,

Bunch of doctors coming round, they don’t know

That New York is killing me

Yeah I need to go home and take it slow in Jackson, Tennessee

Let me tell ya fast city ain’t living all

It’s cracked up to be

Fast city living it all

It’s cracked up to be

Yes seem I need to go home

And slow down in Jackson, Tennessee

Yes I lay down, I lay down

The doctor: «Try to take it all in»

Yeah lay down, lay down

To try to take it all in

(Take it all in)

Yeah you got 8 million people

And I didn’t have a single friend

Don’t you know, don’t you know

New York was killing me

Yes, I was standing nearly dying here

New York was killing me

Seems like I need to start over

And move back home in Jackson, Tennessee

Lord have mercy, mercy on me

Yeah Lord have mercy, have mercy on me

Tell him to bury my body back home in Jackson, Tennessee

Yeah Lord have mercy, have mercy on me

Yeah I need to be back home, need to be back home,

Need to be back home, need to be back home yeah

Born in Chicago but I go home Tennessee

Yeah I born in Chicago but I…