All I wanna do is get high by the beach Get high by the beach, get high All I wanna do is get by by the beach Get by, baby, baby, bye bye The truth is I never bought into your bullshit When you would pay tribute to me 'cause I know that All I wanted to do was get high by the beach Get high, baby, baby, bye bye
In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand-new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York New York, New York
London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come outta' the cupboard, ya' boys and girls London calling, now don't look at us Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain't got no swing 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing