Lirik Lagu Crime In The City - Neil Young
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Well, the cop made the showdownHe was sure he was rightHe had all of the lowdownFrom the bank heist last nightHis best friend was the robberAnd his wife was a thiefAll the children were killersThey couldn't get no reliefThe bungalow was surroundedWhen a voice loud and clearSaid, Come on out with your hands upOr we'll blow you out of here.There was a face in the windowThe TV cameras rolledThen they cut to the announcerAnd the story was told.
The artist looked at the producerThe producer sat backHe said, What we have got hereIs a perfect trackBut we don't have a vocalAnd we don't have a songIf we could get these things accomplishedNothin' else could go wrong.So he balanced the ashtrayAs he picked up the phoneAnd said, Send me a songwriterWho's drifted far from homeAnd make sure that he's hungryMake sure he's aloneSend me a cheeseburgerAnd a new Rolling Stone.Yeah.
There's still crime in the city,Said the cop on the beat,I don't know if I can stop itI feel like meat on the streetThey paint my car like a targetI take my orders from foolsMeanwhile some kid blows my head offWell, I play by their rulesThat's why I'm doin' it my wayI took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleywayA wad of cash in my pantsI get paid by a ten year oldHe says he looks up to meThere's still crime in the cityBut it's good to be free.Yeah.
Now I come from a familyThat has a broken homeSometimes I talk to DaddyOn the telephoneWhen he says that he loves meI know that he doesBut I wish I could see himI wish I knew where he wasBut that's the way all my friends areExcept maybe one or twoWish I could see him this weekendWish I could walk in his shoesBut now I'm doin' my own thingSometimes I&
The artist looked at the producerThe producer sat backHe said, What we have got hereIs a perfect trackBut we don't have a vocalAnd we don't have a songIf we could get these things accomplishedNothin' else could go wrong.So he balanced the ashtrayAs he picked up the phoneAnd said, Send me a songwriterWho's drifted far from homeAnd make sure that he's hungryMake sure he's aloneSend me a cheeseburgerAnd a new Rolling Stone.Yeah.
There's still crime in the city,Said the cop on the beat,I don't know if I can stop itI feel like meat on the streetThey paint my car like a targetI take my orders from foolsMeanwhile some kid blows my head offWell, I play by their rulesThat's why I'm doin' it my wayI took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleywayA wad of cash in my pantsI get paid by a ten year oldHe says he looks up to meThere's still crime in the cityBut it's good to be free.Yeah.
Now I come from a familyThat has a broken homeSometimes I talk to DaddyOn the telephoneWhen he says that he loves meI know that he doesBut I wish I could see himI wish I knew where he wasBut that's the way all my friends areExcept maybe one or twoWish I could see him this weekendWish I could walk in his shoesBut now I'm doin' my own thingSometimes I&
