Lyrics: Noa
Music: Noa & Gil Dor


Manhattan - T.A,
With a detour to the deep south side
Where it's very violent
A bouquet of violets
Lies trampled to the ground

Manhattan – T.A.,
With a detour to the deep south side
Where it's very violent
A bouquet of violets
Lies trampled to the ground


Falling, calling, trying to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
Falling, calling, trying to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
With the changing tide

Manhattan - T.A.,
With a detour to the deep south side
Where it's hot and steamy
Don't go around too dreamy
You'll be trampled to the ground

Falling, calling...

Can I find a future here?
Everything is so unclear
(Give it up, give it up, give it up)

Can I ever find a life
Under threat of fire and knife
(Give it up, give it up, give it up)
Changing tide...

Manhattan - T.A.,
With a detour to the deep south side
It's a game we play
And it's very scary
With all those maniacs running around, y'know

Manhattan - T.A.,
With a detour, 18 years old
Caught under the wheels
It's a pretty bad deal
But this is my hometown

Falling, calling, trying to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
Falling, calling, trying to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
With the changing tide,
Changing tide,
Changing tide...