[Originally by Rancid]



Me and Lars down on 6th street

he knew that I was in trouble

Feeling much like the devil

Something burnin' inside of me



Ran into three Puerto Ricans

These girls took us to the funhouse

Where we played a lonely pinball machine



Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway

Cars pass by but none of 'em seem to go my way

New York City, well, I wish I was on a highway

Back to Olympia



I'm having a hard time understanding

It gets all too demanding

she's all gone and I'm stranded

Something burning deep inside of me



All I know it's 4 o'clock and

She ain't never showed up and

I watched a thousand come home from work



Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway

Cars pass by but none of 'em seem to go my way

New York City, well, I wish I was on a highway

Back to Olympia



How many times will it take me

Before I go crazy

Before I lose everything

Something burning deep inside



Ran into three Puerto Ricans

These girls took me to the funhouse

I don't wanna be alone again



Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway

Cars pass by but none of 'em seem to go my way

New York City, well, I wish I was on a highway

Back to Olympia