Got to Get Out of New York

Lyrics

I was playin' the blues and drivin' my shoes When I moved to New York Well, I heard there was lots of music there But I thought it was every sort Well, the sound that I was gonna make They would not approve of me So I walked around Manhattan town Just starin' at my feet Well, I found some boys could make the noise And I thought it might've made us rich They said they wouldn't play this stuff 'Cause the two styles didn't mix But in a lonely crowd, I went back downtown And I pulled one to the bone But on the way I saw behind every tree Was someone with a saxophone I was burnin' alive, I was takin' a dive Got to get out of New York Well, I was barely alive, no one was surprised Got to get out of New York So I learned there's two sides to everything The Big Apple is no gift There's be-bop armies 'gainst the forces of swing But that all seemed kinda stiff Seem like anyone unpack a guitar Most anyone you meet But they only wanted to play Night in Tunisia Or Green Dolphin Street So I worked at Slugs' to make a buck Lower east side jazz hall of fame And I heard the greats, but I was amazed That the songs remained the same So I left New York on a bad trip And moved out to LA So here's a shot from us to you It's what we're gonna play I was burnin' alive, I was takin' a dive Got to get out of New York And I was barely alive, no one was surprised Got to get out of New York