All right people
Step right up
Don't be afraid to throw that change...
Me and my buddy are going to play you a tune
Goes something like this
I got a friend that lives in the city, in New York City
He puts a brown bag under his arm
Walks down the street till he gets to big box
Crawls inside and has a seat in a cardboard box in the city
New York City and Stop.
2 3 4
He always finds the cheap wine
It's liquid heat but it make a meal
Finally takes a drink and shakes his head
No life's not pretty in the city, New York City
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister can you spare a dime?
Well I'm standing on the edge of insanity
Looking over the edge
Things look greener on the other side
Sit around and worry about things
Wonder why till I literally brake down and cry
And it seems if though I've reached out
And slapped the world on the b****
Grabbed it by the throat
And slammed it up against the wall
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister can you spare a dime?
Take it on back to Georgia boys... Heah
Mr Worley...
So if your looking down on me and don't like what you see
I've been around a time or two and I'll make a fool of you
And so what if I reached out and slapped the world on the b****
Grab me by the throat and slam me up against the wall...
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister ...Hey Mister
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister ...Hey Mister ...Hey Mister
Can you s***e a dime
Give it up
Step right up
Don't be afraid to throw that change...
Me and my buddy are going to play you a tune
Goes something like this
I got a friend that lives in the city, in New York City
He puts a brown bag under his arm
Walks down the street till he gets to big box
Crawls inside and has a seat in a cardboard box in the city
New York City and Stop.
2 3 4
He always finds the cheap wine
It's liquid heat but it make a meal
Finally takes a drink and shakes his head
No life's not pretty in the city, New York City
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister can you spare a dime?
Well I'm standing on the edge of insanity
Looking over the edge
Things look greener on the other side
Sit around and worry about things
Wonder why till I literally brake down and cry
And it seems if though I've reached out
And slapped the world on the b****
Grabbed it by the throat
And slammed it up against the wall
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister can you spare a dime?
Take it on back to Georgia boys... Heah
Mr Worley...
So if your looking down on me and don't like what you see
I've been around a time or two and I'll make a fool of you
And so what if I reached out and slapped the world on the b****
Grab me by the throat and slam me up against the wall...
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister ...Hey Mister
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So want cha spare a moment of your time
I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
Hey mister ...Hey Mister ...Hey Mister
Can you s***e a dime
Give it up