Fleetwood Mac – The City

Written by Bob Welch.

Gonna stay out of New York

There's something there that drives me crazy

Gonna stay out of New York

There's something there that bleeds me dry

It gets so bad that I stop breathin'

And then the sun don't wanna shine

There's something wrong with New York

It's a prison without walls

No I won't go back there

I just don't like that place at all

You might call it sophistication

But I say time is runnin' out

I won't go back to New York

There's a darkness all around

No, I just can't handle it

You know that place is gettin' me down

You can say it's sophistication

But I say time is runnin' out