Holiday in New York Lyrics & Tabs by The Ike Reilly Assassination
Holiday in New York
guitar chords lyrics
Beautiful girl, clean as a whistle
Took my dollar at the tollbooth tressel
Got a government job
She don't really seem to care about it now
Beautiful girl, do the government hustle
Got your job in the fix with big city muscle
I'm pretty certain
You won't ever wanna sleep with me again
'Cause you need more and more and more and more
And I can't get you off
Here's to your loss that's standing guard
Over your religion
Sixteen garage bands a'playing
In New York City on Memorial Day
Skinny little punks in smart dark suits
Sixteen garage bands a'playing
In New York City on Memorial Day
Skinny little punks in smart dark suits
Like grooms on wedding cakes
Sixteen more got MC's saying
That the world is a lost, lying bitch
I shake the hand right off the man
That swore he'd make me rich
Making that money in sediments rubble
With all your made-up legal trouble
It's starting to look a little bit more
Like a con game to me now
I give you more and more and more and more
And still you can't get off
Here's to your loss that's standing guard
Over your religion
My bachelor friend got some cocaine trouble
Went to New York City as a family man
Said the devil needs money like anybody else
So I pay him whatever I can
But lately, all he talks about
Is himself, in all his clout
And the long, long nights
When the cocaine shouts,
Baby, you can't go home
Well you take more and more and more and more
More and more and more and more
You take more and more and more and more
And still you can't get off
Here's to your loss, standing guard
Over your religion
I would drink the water from their baths
just to keep those devils off my back
I dreamed I slit their throats
And went back to work again
And when it all comes down
When you come to grips
As you keep the things
That you can't keep hid
Save your cruelest words
For the sweetest things
And your heartless friends say
"You know, baby, you're gonna look back"
And you take more and more and more and more
And more and more and more and more
You take more and more and more and more
Still you can't get off
Here's to your loss, standing guard
Over your religion
