Standing on the corner, just me and yoko ono
We was waiting for jerry to land
Up come a man with a guitar in his hand
Singing, have a marijuana, if you can
His name was david peel and we found that he was real
He sang, the pope smokes dope evryday
Up come a policeman, shoved us of the street
Singing, power to the people today
New york city!
New york city!
New york city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Hey! hey!
Well, down to maxs, kansas city, got down the nitty gritty
With the elephants memory band
Laid something down as the news spread around
About the plastic ono elephants memory band
Well, we played some funky boogie, and laid some tutti fritti
Singing, long tall sallys a man
Up come a preacher man, tryin to be a teacher
Singing, gods a red herring in drag!
New york city!
New york city!
New york city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Ha! ha!
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Hey!
Oh yeah!
Hey! new york city!
Alright, new york city!
New york city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Hey! hey!
Well, we did the staten island ferry, making movies for the telly
Played the fillmore and apollo for freedom
Tried to shake our image, just a-cycling through the village
But we found that we had left it back in london
Well, nobody came to bug us, hustle us or shove us
We decided to make it our home
If the man wants to shove us out, we gonna jump and shout
The statue of liberty said, come!
New york city!
New york city!
New york city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Hey! hey!
Oh, new york!
Uh, uh, uh
Well, new york, yeh
Alright!
Oh, new york city!
Back in new york city!
Yeah, new york city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Ass city!
Down in the village
Yeah, what a city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Yeah, rock on!
Ow! uh!
Yeah!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Hey! what a bad, bad city!
Bad-ass city!
Bad-ass city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Hey, city! city!
Another version
(Recorded live at the madison square garden, new york, n.y. 30 august 1972)
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Two, three, four!
Standing on the corner, just me and yoko ono
We was waiting for her hour to land
Up come a man with a guitar in his hand
Have marijuana if you can
Well, his name was david peel
And we found that he was real
The pope smokes dope evry day
Up come the police, shoved us off the street
Singing, power to the people today!
New york city!
Madison square garden!
Hey!
Whats happenin, man?
Went back to kansas city, laid down the nitty gritty
With the elephants memory band
Laid something down as the news spread around
About the plastic ono elephants memory band
Played some tutti frutti and played some funky boogie
Long tall sallys a man!
Up come the preacherman, tryin to be a teacher
Singing, gods a red herring in drag!
New york city!
New york city!
New york city!
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Hey!
Ow!
Ooh!
Well, new york city, babe!
New york!
New york city!
Yeah, new york city!
Down in the village!
New york city!
Come on, hit it!
Ah, what a bad ass city!
Yeah!
Roll over!
New York City was written by Bruce Vilanch & Fred Zarr & Jacques Morali.
New York City was produced by Jacques Morali.