Living it up in NY City
The place where anything goes
You can live at the top of the trump towers
Or live on the streets below
With money you can party to your heart’s content
Bump and grind with Lindsay Lohan
Or sit in the back alley behind the club
Have people spit nickels into your pan
How can the city condone such a difference?
Having every single class to the extreme
Low income housing, more jobs for us all
Bloomberg, your wishes are but a dream.
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