Lletres: Kill Hannah. New York City Speed.

(New York, New York city spreed...)

Dance to the rhythm boy,
and die young
but make sure we're having fun.

and they say the year that radio died
it was in 1985.

(New York, New York city speed...)

And we got so messed up

(New York, New York city speed...)

tune in.
make out.
break up.
it's new york city speed.

come on.
get in.
hang on.
it's new york city speed.

pass out.
wake up.
and i won't let you down.

(New York, New York city speed...)

Sing till your heart is sore
you want more like
life played back in fast-forward

And I knew the year that video died
It was in 1995

(New York, New York city speed...)

and we got so fucked up.

(New York, New York city speed...)

look good.
talk lesss.
act bad.
it's new york city speed.

shut up.
put out.
come on.
it's new york city speed.

dress up.
let go.
and i won't let you down

New York, New York city speed
and i won't let you down (x3)

New York, New York city speed


(Thanks to SweetSenorita for correcting these lyrics)