The City

The city keeps on going on

Float down the river with my Indian Jay

Get off the boat and board a plane to JKF

And I, ain't slept a week

But it don't seem to matter to the subway speakers, squeak (and squeak)

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling.

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling on

Grand Central Station and got wind they're coming down.

And the goodness yesterday.

No one round oh and I still recognize her after all these years.

And she still looks the same,

Ah, she still looks the same

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling.

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling, rolling

Rolling on

Oh and we end up in Brooklyn.

It was rainin' so hard.

Come up all day.

And the rain to clear it off,

Oh we're just people watching on 3rd and St. Mormons.

And when the girl's kissing my face, ma face

She was just kissing my face.

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling.

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling.

And again, again...

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling

The city keeps on going.

We just keep on rolling

On and on

Just when I was sick and lonely,

There was a shaking on the ground.

We were hiding from the rain.

We were riding on the train.

Just when I was sick and lonely,

There was a shaking on the ground.

Were were hiding from the rain.

Were were riding on the train.

She was dancing on the midway

Just kissing my face

She was dancing on the midway

Just kissing my face

Dancing on the midway

Kissing my face

Dancing on the midway

Just waving goodbye