k**s - What New York Used To Be lyrics

Come on, come on drama Come on draw, scratch and say it Say it, make it to the bottom Let it climb and drop an apple off the top It's not I don't want to eat it Need it, know it Force and feed it, leave it, be it Just keep it in this box What easy used to be What love used to be What d** used to be What TV used to be What music used to be What luck used to be What art used to be What you used to be Come on drama, come on, girl You swing your mile longer Love song surely tells the future Then you stretched your mouth And wonder Water, shot of ecstasy Secrets in the open bottle You feed it, don't believe it Just leave it in this box What easy used to be And what fun used to be And what dreaming used to be And what fame used to be And what city used to be And what fast used to be And what low used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be Call me, come, come, come on Tell me, come, come on Tell me how much better Whether you're gonna grasp that Show me how it used to be