Goin' under, rats in the cellar
  Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow
  Nose is runny, losin' my connection
  Losin' money, getting no affection
    New York City blues
  East side, West side blues
  Throw me in the slam
  Catch me if you can
  Believe
  That you're wearing
  Tearing me apart
    Safe complaining, 'cause everything's rotten
  Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten
  Feelin' cozy, Rats In The Cellar
  Cheeks are rosy, skin's turning yellow
  Loose and soggy, lookin' rather lazy
  See my body, pushin up the daisies
    New York City's dues
  East side, west side news
  Throw me in the slam
  Catch me if you can
  Believe
  That you're wearing
  Tearing me apart
    New York City blues
  East side, west side blues
  Throw me in the slam
  A catch me if you can
  Believe
  That you're wearing
  Tearing me apart