No Starbucks
No subways
Only transportation is by car
Once a day
Ride a horse
Move my body in the morning mist
No McDonald's
No Apple Store
City boy is a fantasy
Only old people
Old tales and vindictiveness
Dead fish without stimulation
The countryside is suffocating
It's like a prison camp
I'm going to New York
We'll shine in the city
I'm gonna be a rising star
I'm gonna be president of New York
No Wi-Fi
No bars
Where do young people meet?
Boring job
No future
Doomed to rot here
That's the way it's gonna be
I know what I'm gonna do
I know the way
I know my path
My path
Yes, it is
No illumination
No night view
All you see is a starry sky
Glorious
My life
Fading into stardust
” Song at Na Na Na… “
The countryside is suffocating
It's like a prison camp
I'm going to New York
We'll shine in the city
I'm gonna be a rising star
I'm gonna be president of New York
That's the way it's gonna be
I know what I'm gonna do
I know the way
I know my path
My path
Yes it is…
