The Cult Lyrics

The Cult Lyrics

"New York City Lyrics"

The Stranger Lyrics
The Stranger within my gate, He may be true or kind, But he does not talk my talk— I cannot feel his mind. I see the face and the eyes and the mouth, But not the soul behind. The men of my own stock They

I saw a rainbow stretched across the ocean
Crashed the Big Apple
So I took a bite
Found a taste I like
But she bit me back

I jumped across the ocean
Found a Big Apple
So I took a bite
She teased me with a taste
Laid my soul to waste
Stabbed me in the back

Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ
I ain't never coming back, no
Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ
I ain't never coming back, child

Pressure never stops
Pressure never drops
Len
Move It Slow Lyrics
I'm thinking 'bout your body baby Wanna love you in so many ways The way you move it all around Makes me wanna love you down Contemplating making love to you Scented candles and some bubbles too Come and have a private da
non got fried
Said it was a crime
Said it was a pity
No one even cried

Pressure never stops
Pressure never drops
Lennon got fried
Said it was a crime
Said it was a pity
No one even cried, cried, cried

Oh, Hell's Kitchen is a crazy place
I ain't never coming back, oh no no
Hell's Kitchen is a crazy place
I ain't never coming back

Oh, New York City
Oh, New York City, yeah, yeah
New York City, yeah
Oh, New York City,
Cats In The Cradle Lyrics
My child arrived just the other day Came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was away He was talkin' 'fore I knew it And as he grew he said, I'm gonna b
well, well

Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ
I'm never coming back, no
Disneyland, trash can baby, yeah
It'll give you a heart attack
The Times Square shuffle, Manhattan flip
Twenty four hour groove
Working up a frenzy baby
People push on through, yeah

Listen boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I jumped across the ocean
Found a Big Apple
So I took a bite
She teased me with a taste
Laid my soul to waste
Stabbed me i
If I Were Smart Lyrics
My thoughts are a little cloudy My feelings are around me Yesterday is passed tomorrow's gone Let it go I think I'm crazy You're gone and it's just daybreak Should have known you wouldn't stay too long I can't tell
n the back

Hell's Kitchen is a crazy place
I'm never coming back, no no no
Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ
I ain't never, never, yeah

Oh, New York City
Wake up, yeah, in the New York City
Well, New York City, yeah, yeah
New York City
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Shake it up, do it now
Shake it up, bells ringing
I'm shooting on the hip now
I'm shooting on the hip now, baby
I'm shooting on the hip now
Oh, New York City