Shattered: Don't You Know The Crime Rate's Going Up, Up, Up, Up, Up




To live in this town, you must be top, top top, top, top dog.

 

This town has ice rink that never sleeps.  Got rats on the west side, bed bugs uptown...what a mess.  This town's in tatters...



Don't you know the crime rate's going up, up, up, up, up?

All this chitter chatter chitter chatter about shmackter shmackter schmacter...I can't give it away on Seventh Avenue...My brain's been battered, spillin' all over Manhattan....so's Mick's.  Look at him...Shattered...he's in tatters...what does it matter?  Shadoobee, Shattered, Shattered......Shadoobee...Go head, bite the Big Apple...