gil scott heron brian jackson new york city new york city i dont know why i love you maybe its because youre mine like so many others i found it all too easy to stand off at a distance and criticize but there aint nothing wrong with the city just some people been wronged there like everywhere else new york city i dont know why i love you could be you remind me of myself and ive been broke and criticized and ive been pushed off to the side ive been kicked when i was damn near out but ive always felt inside like new york city misused and mistreated and run with when the running was good and ignoring the beatings absorbed by those who live there and the gangsters keeping the books no there aint nothing wrong with the city just some people been running it and running it running it to death new york city i dont know why i love you but it could be you remind me of myself uh huh  yeah come on in here with the sticks timbale man the sounds of the city transport you around the sunfeels warm the music from every nation it helps make the island one uh huh its home to both tramp and artist and dreamers from everywhere but most of all kind hearted people whose stories aint on the air new york city i dont know why i love you maybe its because youre mine like so many others i found it all too easy to stand off at a distance and criticize but there aint nothing wrong with the city just some people been wronged there like everywhere else new york city i dont know why i love you could be you remind me of myself and ive been broke and criticized understand and ive been pushed off to the side ive been kicked when i was damn near out but ive always felt inside like new york city i dont know why i love you something inside of me i feel new york city i dont know why i love you i dont know why i love you but its real i dont know why i love you but its real i dont know i dont know i dont know yeah i dont know why i love you but its real