New York

I'm dying, I'm dying
Every day sicker
I'm dying, I'm dying

I'm dying
Every day sicker
I'm dying, I'm dying

The answers to my dreams
Nerves torture me
No cure from any doctor
Not even God can cure me

And I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy
I'm dizzy, damn, so dizzy
The suffering is over
My martyrdom is over
It's the end of my exile

New York

I walk looking at the ground
Finding treasures
Hidden down there
But down there at the bottom

And I drool, I drool, I drool
I drool, damn, so drooly
The suffering is over
It's the end of the mystery
Of this damn hell

New York

It's love that infects me
And corrodes my blood
I return to the container
What belongs to the container

And I knock myself out, I knock myself out, I knock myself out
I knock myself out, I knock myself out with punches
The suffering is over
It's the end of my exile
Of this damn hell

New York

I walk looking at the ground
Finding treasures
Hidden down there, yes
Down there at the bottom

So dizzy, so dizzy, so dizzy
Damn, damn so dizzy
The suffering is over
My martyrdom is over
It's the end of my exile

New York

The answers to my dreams
Nerves torture me
No cure from any doctor
Not even God can cure me

And I drool, I drool, I drool
I drool, damn, so drooly
The suffering is over
The suffering is over
It's the end of my exile
Of this damn hell