Good God, yeah!

Well, sugar ain't so sweet with blood on your feet

Said welcome to the world around ya

If you want out ya gotta get it done

Ain't nobody here to help ya

Momma's in the bathroom fixing her addiction

Gotta make herself feel better

Businessman he come and kill it all for fun

Walk away and leave ya dying

Hey, hey, hey what da ya say?

New york city

Has put the devil in me

Down to Missouri

My daddy was a poor boy

He ain't got nothing

Just another hard-luck champion

Got to earn that money

Got to get himself a better way

Around the back, outside the right man's shack

See the joker and the fallen hero

Just beggin' for some wine and a little time

To pick themselves up from zero

I don't want no free ride cause I got too much pride

But a pain like this I'll sure remember

Seems luck is only bad and love is only sad

When life is now or never

Hey, hey, hey what da ya say?

New york city

Has put the devil in me

Down in Missouri

My daddy was a poor boy

He ain't got nothing

Just another hard-luck champion

Got to earn his money

Got to get himself a better way



Goin' southbound on the break

Went to the old man to find the answer

And he said the river knows

Been to the old man to hear the story

And this is how the story goes

It goes bang! and you're dead!

Life's like a bullet to the head

Boy there ain't no black or white

Only wrong and right, what da ya say?

New york city

Has put the devil in me

Down in Missouri

My daddy was a poor boy

He ain't got nothing

Just another hard-luck champion

Got to earn his money

Got to get himself a better way

Get a better way

Writer : MINDFUNK
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC