Lyrics:

Survive 4-3-2-1

Shipwrecked sailors in a 4-letter show
Based on a book by Daniel Defoe
Where the lights are high and the cotton is low
And all God's children are ready to go
New York, New York's a wonderful town
The Bronx is up and the Battery's down
The people ride in a hole in the ground
Robinson Crusoe in New York
Robinson Crusoe in New York

Well, I'm sick of being a square in a Rubik Cube
I'm sick of seeing the world through a cathode ray tube
Where they're building schools on Nuclear mud
And the price of oil is paid in blood
Manhattan's like a fairground in the dark
So I'll find a little island in Central Park
Plant a few seeds and grow a few beans and
Maybe make the cover of Time Magazine
Robinson Crusoe in New York
Robinson Crusoe in New York

Oh, oh, oh, whoo!

Whoo!

Robinson Crusoe in New York
Robinson Crusoe in New York
Robinson Crusoe in New York
Robinson Crusoe in New York, oh!

Robinson who?

I've a bootleg heart and an electronic eye
Well I'm over 21 I'm not ready to die
Robinson Crusoe in New York
Robinson Crusoe in New York

Old New York's a wonderful town
Whoo!
Old New York's a wonderful town

I said, blah, blah, blah
One, two
The city, the city
The city, the city
The city, the city
The city, the city
The city

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Play the blues!
That's all I know

Old New York's a wonderful town
Old New York's a wonderful town
Old New York's a wonderful town
Old New York's a wonderful town