I remember learning how to make a quick hundred bucks Sleeping in the back of a pickup truck I remember looking down the barrel of a loaded gun Texas cops and cooking drugs But look at us in New York City Everybody's listening too Here we are in New York City Rock anD roll in New York City I remember begging my best friend for my life He cut me and his wife with a pocket knife I remember getting picket up for a petty crime And getting locked up for holding a gun But look at us in New York City Everybody's listening too Here we are in New York City Rock and roll in New York City