Chumbawamba
new york song
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First time in New York, just seventeen
in a motel full of poets, drunks and
queens. I walk the city streets into the
night to see Manhattan in the early
morning light. On the corner of a
street they laugh and talk, the young
men watch me coming, block my walk;
they see me slow right down - they
know I don't belong. Then all at once
... they all break into song.
- Album:
- In Memoriam Margaret Thatcher
- ABCDEFG
- The Boy Bands Have Won
- Readymades
- WYSIWYG
- Miscellaneous
- Tubthumper
- Anarchy
- Showbusiness!
- Never Mind The Ballots
- Pictures Of Starving Children Sell Records
- Baby On Board
- Non-Album Releases
- Get On With It: Live
- Homophobia (With the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence)
- I Never Gave Up
- TFF Rudolstadt 2012
- Showbusiness
- For a Free Humanity: For Anarchy
- Showbusiness (Live)