(Roland De Greef - Albert Letecheur) 

Blinded by the sun, the dying night
closed her eyes.
Giants of concrete and glas
Blotted out the light from my eyes
New York City is a jungle without trees 

Walking down the street,
My spirit was dying
Waterlilies were fighting
New York is a jungle without tears 

Step by step, a man like you and me
Followed his white funeral
A smiling lady pushed a luminous coffin
Into a dark yellow pushcart
Beggars and tramps were joking
Slaver on their lips
A crocodile was joining us
"You ‘re all my friends " he said
"Don’t be afraid..."
"I only want to give you pleasure
And take a little thing from you..."
"Believe in me! I’m a man of repute"
Beggars and tramps were joking
Slaver on their lips
A crocodile was joining us
"You ‘re all my friends " he said
"Don’t be afraid..."


Last night in Hong Kong
With my best friend Shung Long
I read a sparkling jaw
Fell back upon New York City
Beggars and tramps were joking
Slaver on their lips
A crocodile was joining us
"You ‘re all my friends " he said
"Don’t be afraid..."
" I only want to give you pleasure
And take a little thing from you..."