Nostalgic for a time when things sucked much less
I look around the city I grew up in-everything's gone; there's nothing left

From the clubs: Wetlands, CB's
To Coney Island and trains with graffiti
The Ritz, L'Amour: they all closed their doors
And the music we lived for died out some more

The L.E.S., the Willy-B
No more artists and minorities-just pricey boutiques
Hell's Kitchen, Times Square:
I wanna shoot fuckin' tourists every time I gotta walk through there

What made New York cool is barely recognizable
The landscape's been rearranged; the difference is sizable
The crime rate's down too much-everything's lamer
How many times ya gonna bust me for open container?

It's become a safe haven for the rich and trendy
What we need's a return to the murder rate of 1990

What ever happened to Old New York?