Lyrics:

Got to get away from here...

Got to get away from all these thinkers... drinking up my thoughts again

Got to get away from here...

Got to get away from all these choosers, losers... all my best of friends

Sit back New York City

You're not cute but you're oh so pretty

When the rain comes you fall up again...

SUNNY... You are a part of me

SUNNY... You are the heart of me



Got to get away from here...

Got to get away from all these people who need people... You know it really makes me sick

Got to get away from here...

Got to get away from expectations, recreations, just for the sake of it



Sit back New York City

You're not cute but you're oh so pretty

When the rain comes you fall up again...

SUNNY... You are a part of me

SUNNY... You are the heart of me



Sit back New York City

You're not cute but you're oh so pretty

When the rain falls you come up again

Sit back New York City friend...



Got to get away from here...

Got to get away from what I'm thinking...I'm thinking...it's too much for anyone...

Got to get away from here...

Got get away from what you're drinking... you're drinking...so I'll take another one...