Слова:
The Queue Lost Found

and you That's where I lost you in New York New York, New York, New York New York, New York, New York New York In New York I lost it all To you and

, it's taste in your mouth And I think the time has come for me to spit it all out 'Cause at the end of the tunnel I see A dole-queue that's beckoning

s still no way Read it in a book or write it in a letter Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee Only last night I found myself lost By

numbered for now But all that shit is temporary Fuck with the wrong clik, the way we get down If your violatin', leavin you lost, you never be found

Brute Force and Ignorance, Just hit town, Looking like survivors, From the Lost and Found. Brute Force and Ignorance, Have come to play, A one-night

out numbered for now But all that shit is temporary Fuck with the wrong clik, the way we get down If your violatin', leavin you lost, you never be found

it's taste in your mouth And I think the time has come for me to spit it all out... 'Cause at the end of the tunnel I see A dole-queue that's beckoning

me and you That's where I lost you New York New York, New York New York New York, New York New York New York In New York I lost it all To you and

(Noel Gallagher) Suddenly i found that i'd lost my way in this city the streets and the thousands of colours all bleed in to one I Fall down heaven wont