Текст Fleetwood Mac – The City

It gets so bad that I stop breathin’
And then the sun don’t wanna shine
There’s something wrong with New York
It’s a prison without walls
No I won’t go back there
I just don’t like that place at all
You might call it sophistication
But I say time is runnin’ out
I won’t go back to New York
There’s a darkness all around
No, I just can’t handle it
You know that place is gettin’ me down
You can say it’s sophistication
But I say time is runnin’ out