New York Belongs To Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

Years of being told you ain't as good as us Join the line and sign your name And they said that our city's going bust But no-one's fooling us again ChorusNew York belongs to me A city's pride the dirty

New York City Roger Miret & The Disasters

New York City, a city so great Her pride, her beauty so pure Her birth of my soul, so honest, so strong Her mecca - How I adore As a child I remember her dark alleyways Where we learned how to fight And

Kiss Kiss Kill Kill Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Summer punks on Avenue B Grubbing change and pissing the fuck out of me Their gutter smell offends me Who made it cool to live in poverty?

1984 Roger Miret & The Disasters

In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore! In the day we sweat it out For the love of the Lower East side With our gangs Street fights! 1984!

Run Johnny Run Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES!

Smash It Up Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Gonna smash bottles all over the street Gonna cause a threat on society! Yeah I can't wait to fuck it up Gonna run wild gonna smash it up!

Gal Friend Roger Miret & The Disasters

> You're the greatest gal this boys ever had Wouldn't trade you for a million bucks Everyday there's something new that keeps me loving you A fool would I be to lose you A quarter to four and I haven't

Look At Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

> I'm on the verge of going insane, tired of fighting Seems to me I'm always in the blame Broken dreams and old battle scars, still haven't changed I fight the law you turn away, are you listening to

Radio, Radio Roger Miret & The Disasters

> What's that playing on the radio?

Screw You Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Got up on a Sunday morning, after playing with my punk rock band Feeling just a bit nauseous, must of drank way over my head Nobody to answer to No rules to compromise Gonna do what I wanna do Nate

Punch The Clock Roger Miret & The Disasters

> City streets full of anger Broken bottles and gentrification You don't know were you fit any longer Opprotunities have faded away Making needs to stay alive A vague memory of right and wrong Time

Hooligans Roger Miret & The Disasters

county jail I remember throwing punches, smashing bottles, breaking chairs Post bond today, on my way home, hell there's gotta be a better way Stitches on my knuckles, blood on my face Pre-chorusTo tell the

Breakaway Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Don't wanna be with you Don't want, don't wanna know you You can't believe it's true It's true I'm so over you I'm done giving to you That's that, I'm so tired of your!

Street Rock N Roll Roger Miret & The Disasters

Prison bound goin' staight to hell Another fight jailed another night Been cheated, been fooled--mama won't you pray for me Fast times, fast girls, fast cars Moving on always on the gateway Lights on?

Shot Stabbed And Fooled Roger Miret & The Disasters

You say you want a revolution Lace up your boots, Let's hit the streets You talk the talk--Oi! C'mon and walk the walk!

I Don't Like You Roger Miret & The Disasters

Don't wanna be part of your order Wanna play in my street punk band Playing loud music Pissing off the latest fad I won't pretend to like you 'Cause I ain't no social fool I don't give a damn what you

Give 'em The Boot Roger Miret & The Disasters

Chaos on the streets What a price to pay for glory Loud, proud, and punk Just another East Side Story 1 to start the fight 3 to do it right Bottle to the head Boot between the eyes The story of my life

Riot, Riot, Riot Roger Miret & The Disasters

C'mon let's go (x3) Just today like any other day Turned on the news, what's that someone's got to say? Fuck their peace, fuck what they have to say Who's to accuse for all this fucking mess?

Janie Hawk Roger Miret & The Disasters

There she goes walking down the streets, Janie never hurt nobody She's a punk rocker from Queens, a sex pistol, a real tease Janie jumped the R into the city, to meet the gals on Avenue B She walked in

Lower East Side Roger Miret & The Disasters

Outraged on Avenue C Thinking back on how it used to be What's built up has been knocked down Those beliefs we held so strong- So strong!

Just Us Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Spring of '81 - Summer '82 Streets were full of punks, where the fuck was you? Fall of '83 - Winter '84 Infiltrated us, tried to take it all Where were you when I had no bed?

Boys Will Be Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

Shove your fuckin dove Evil is the bastard that's gonna spit in your face Boots and braces we're out again Drank a bit much don't give a damn Boys! Boys will be boys They will be boys... Oi! Oi!

Kill For Cash Roger Miret & The Disasters

Terrorist kill in the name of God Is this the same God we learn to trust? Who shall we blame for all the hate today? Is it the church or this fuckin' state? Terror warning red! Kill for cash!

Loud and Proud Roger Miret & The Disasters

Breaking glass in the burning nights No, it's not an illusion Figure it out, man! Can you shout! Viva la revolution!

It's Alright Roger Miret & The Disasters

Street punk from Brooklyn buys himself a box of matches Straps the 'ol chain, dirty trousers, ripped t-shirt and leather jacket Billy's on his way, say's he's gonna burn the state Gonna burn 'em down -

Turncoat Roger Miret & The Disasters

You fucking twoface...bite the hand that feeds you! You're nothing but a two face! Another leech of society Suck another dick! Kiss another ass!

The Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

> We're the boys of the bowery, the voice of the pissed-Hey! Rock'n'roll warriors stomping the streets Working class pride and loyalty Injustice!

Me or Him Roger Waters

to the whitewalls squeal You spend all day looking for a parking spot Nothing for the heart, nothing for the pot Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio Oh how he wanted to talk to the people, he

No Depression Uncle Tupelo

All my daydreams are disasters She's the one I think I love Rivers burn and then run backwards For her, that's enough They all come from New York City And they woke me up at dawn She walked with me to

Surviving Disasters Our Last Night

> Say farewell to the anchor this ship is sailing away this ship is sailing away say farewell to the anchor this ship is sailing away and as we watch the sky consume its remains we watch the sky consume

Mr. Tambourine Man (Live at Madison Square Garden, New York, NY - October 1992) Roger McGuinn

Hey Mr Tambourine Man, Play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to Hey Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you Take me for

Santa Fe Adam Pascal, Anthony Rapp, Jesse L. Martin, Wilson Jermaine Heredia

ANGEL New York City MARK Uh huh ANGEL Center of the universe COLLINS Sing it girl ANGEL Times are shitty But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse ROGER I hear that ANGEL It's a comfort to

South Roger Miller

down Maybe I could buy me some beer, run out and look at the farms And they call it the South, it's the land of the free It lost the only war it ever fought in history But I love the South, it's the land

New York, New York The Dogg Pound

Chorus: Snoop New York New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg

Voice Mail #5 Various Artists

[ROGER & MARK'S VOICE] "SPEAK...

Miniature Disasters KT Tunstall

I don't want to be second best Don't want to stand in line Don't want to fall behind Don't want to get caught out Don't want to do without And the lesson I must learn Is that I've got to wait my

Roger Frenzal Rhomb

I turn you on at 6 o'clock why is it that you're such a cock You smile and tell me that it's a good evening Then you put on that stupid frown talk about the bullshit going down It's hard to stop

Sweet Disasters Hot Water Music

So things are not the same Cut all loss and walk away What was said is done so independence comes and there is none the like No more lonely souls under changing leaves and no more weary wrecks Seeking

New York, New York Strings Of Paris

who was finer than gold But I've broken up and busted up since And love don't play any games with me Anymore like she did before The world won't wait, so I better shake That thing right out there

New York, New York Ryan Adams

had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th Had myself a lover who was finer than gold But I've broken up and busted up since And love don't play any games with me Anymore like she did before The world won't

New York New York Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five

> New York New York, big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way around Too much

New York New York Sugarhill Gang, Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five

New York New York, big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way around Too much, too

New York New York Sugarhill Gang

New York New York, big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way around Too much, too

New York, New York Frank Sinatra & Tony Bennett

Start spreading the news, You're leaving today, tell me, friend I want to be a part of it - new york, new york Your vagabond shoes, they are longing to stray and step around the heart of it - new york

New York Snow Patrol

If you were here beside me Instead of in New York If the curve of you was curved on me Id tell you that I loved you Before I even knew you Cause I loved the simple thought of you If our hearts are

New York Emi Meyer

packin my life into my car moving to east LA thats where the suns up in the sky but its just not the same not like the time you left me standed in the Bronx 2 in the morning couldnt get a cab to stop

New York Paloma Faith

The days were long and the nights so cold The pages turn and the tale unfolds He left me for another lady She stood so tall and she never slept The was not one moment he could regret He left me for

Happy New Year B Various Artists

[JOANNE] THAT'S SELLING OUT [MARK] BUT IT'S NICE TO DREAM [MAUREEN] YEAH - IT'S NETWORK TV AND IT'S ALL THANKS TO ME [MARK] SOMEHOW I THINK I SMELL THE WHIFF OF A SCHEME [JOANNE] ME

Towers Of Faith Roger Waters

Ooooh, the lonely boys In their towers of faith Ooooh, the lonely boys Locked in their towers of faith The prophet reclined On the Golan Heights Ohhh, the lonely boys He said, this land is my land To the

New York The Kills

Got me where you want me In your midnight eye Always remember, honey When you need a ride You got me, got me, got me going' Got me runnin' wild, 'cause Yeah, you taste just like New York Before a storm