Recorded live by Scott January at the Senator Theatre in Chico, Calif. on March 29, 2003.
lyrics
New York is where it happens, but it’s not where it starts.
New York is where it happens, but right here, this is where it starts.
Bobby don’t ever work on Fridays. He gave up girls & feeling lonely. He met the band in an empty bedroom, & they practiced one, two, three, four times a day.
The Friday-night boys lived under the interstate. Freightliner blood rushed up that freeway. Friday-night boys tapped into the taillights and they brought it all back to Saturday.
We’re not going anywhere, not New York. We’re not going anywhere, not New York. Anymore.
The cops have been leaving the park alone lately, and the nights are feeling longer than ever. The night’s are cold here under the railroad, and all the girls
got high, it’s Saturday
Well, we watched the park kids and we held each other. We watched ’em as they burned a picnic table. We watched ’em throw the table into the river, and watched all night as it sailed away.
There’s a lotta hope in the valley tonight—smell of blood & rock-n-roll. I saw the TV; they got this new haircut. Man, that tight-black shirt really gets it done
We’re not going anywhere, anyhow. We’re not going anywhere, not New York. Anymore.
credits
from The Party,
released December 9, 2007
Written by Jason Cassidy. Players: Jason C. (vocals, guitar); Connie Cassidy (drums); Phil Anker (guitar); Dave Greenfield (guitar); Dan Greenfield (guitar); Becky Anker (organ); Jason Willmon (bass); Scott January (knobs, electricity).
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