Jukebox Romantics Death Sentence
Out on the Chelsea piers they’re screamin’
Everybody’s feelin’ half alive
And down on Bowery they’re saying
No more music yeah it’s closin’ time
Well that ain’t right no
(workin’ Since I’ve Been Alive)
Can’t get it outa my head I’m thinkin’
(Workin’ till’ the Day I Die)
Death sentence in New York City
Out on the Chelsea piers they’re screamin’
Everybody’s feelin’ half alive
And down on Bowery they’re saying
That up on Avenue A they’re wastin’
Al their money and their precious time
And that ain’t right no
