(lyrics are written by Nick Beggs (lyrics); Nick Beggs, Stuart Neale, Steve Askew, Jez Strode (music))

(INSTRUMENTAL INTRODUCTION)

(VERSE 1)
Assassin with gun
Is taking his aim
To target his rival
And tossing the street
Is a dangerous game
The stakes are survival

(BRIDGE 1)
Love in that stranger
Still fearing that danger
Still crying in some avenue
And soon the hate will be there too

(CHORUS 1)
Life in the Big Apple
Moves very fast
And so must you
Do like the others do
And don’t you drag your heels
Life in the Big Apple
Moves very fast…

(VERSE 2)
Cops on route
Are hot in pursuit
As windows are shattered
Café and arcade
Are teeming with loot
The sidewalks are scattered

(BRIDGE 2)
Walking…
Just seeing…
While dealer man enjoys his wealth
You spare the rope, he’ll hang himself

(INSTRUMENTAL CODA)

(Music: Stuart Croxford Neale, Steven George Askew, Nicholas Beggs; Jeremy Strode)
(Lyrics: Nicholas Beggs)
(Date: 1983)
(Album: ISLANDS – EMI, 1984)

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Thanks to (Alex B. Ferretti) for correcting these lyrics. Apr 19, 2008