Track 5 · Morri's Rock Boutique
Hell or NYC?
feat. David Jackson
When I awake next Tuesday morning I’ll see a hotel room again My wake up call will sound its warning To join the fight I’ll never win
Hell or NYC? Rescue me!
A random cyclist cursed me with a shout He ran the light… nearly took me out If you should fall upon these streets New Yorkers climb your corpse with cleats
Hell or NYC? Rescue me!
I have spent the last eight hours Watching as my firm’s directors war. After this there’ll be free drinks Every open elevator door Will be a shoving war
Where do you golf? I rarely do. Your handicap? People like you. Where’s the best snow? I never ski. What do you know? This isn’t me.
Hell or NYC? Rescue me!
Where do you golf? I rarely do. Your handicap? People like you. Where’s the best snow? I never ski. What do you know? This isn’t me.
They say you are the room you’re in Maybe it’s time I moved again Though birds and rats would have my pity It’s time that someone nuked this city
Hell or N… Hell or N… Hell or NYC Rescue me!
And when you land they steal everything you own. They’d steal your dog. They’d steal his bone. They’d steal their own mama’s mobile phone! Please shove this city where the sun’s never shone!
Words and music by Derek Ferguson