Letras de Times Square

In a tough part of the city
Looking from some fast talk
Watch, don′t walk to walk

Easy when you're dreaming
Standing in a circle
Staring at the movies
Laughing at the wrong time

Alcohol could take me there
I′d take a shot a minute
And be there by the hour

Take a walk around Times Square
With a pistol in my suitcase
And my eyes on the TV

In a car, taking a back seat
Staring out the window
Thinking about danger

Playing in a wrong world
Fighting but I'm not free
Talking on the telephone
Talking about you and me

Jesus Christ could take me there
I'd fall down on my knees
Have no questions to his answers

Take a walk around Times Square
With a pistol in my suitcase
And my eyes on the TV

And if I die
Gaining my senses
Wakeup in a hotel
Staring at the ceiling

"I′m just going to have a little scrub up"
"′Cause we are being filmed"
"Hello"
"Ha, that's enough, that′s enough"
"Nonsense"
"Can't, can′t leave them alone for a minute"