Lyrics Angelic Upstarts

Angelic Upstarts

42nd Street

On 42nd street

There's gentlemen I'd rather not meet

I'd like to call it skid row

There's so much grass I had to blow

See them lining door to door

Faces I've seen in cities before

Sirens had to clash

This was the interstate New York bash

On 42nd street

There's a girl I'd like to meet

I'd like to take her home

But my girl wants me alone

We're in uncertain heat

As the N.Y.P.D. control the beat

But I think they're just as bad

If this was a reservation

There's too many chiefs and not enough indians

On 42nd street

White hot steam fills the street

On 42nd street