Brooklyn, Knew York City ft. Viki Peitchev & Night Falls Lyrics

Take me to the backpack days

Young, restless, and ready

Open books that Brooklyn look

Just kids in New York City

Second-hand bikes to the second-hand shop

Black jeans and records

Straight from class to the restaurant job

Choosers can't be beggars

Lightning trapped in bottles

Uncapped up on the roof

Despite all the bullshit

We tapped into some truth

Greenpoint down to Red Hook

The G-Train runs the line

Friday night in Brooklyn

Worked every time

Drum beats on the summer streets

Rebels running risky

Sun went down, skyline crown

And then you kissed me

Young lovers walk the bridge

To lock their love to metal

You can count on the kids

To make love monumental

Lightning trapped in bottles

Uncapped up on the roof

Despite all the bullshit

We tapped into some truth

Greenpoint down to Red Hook

The G-Train runs the line

Friday night in Brooklyn

Worked every time

One block to the coffee spot

Two blocks to the park

Five on five, all the colors

Three points from the arc

Exodus to the ocean

Far Rockaway take the A

Hand in hand in the Atlantic

Perfect way to waste a day

Lightning trapped in bottles

Uncapped up on the roof

Despite all the bullshit

We tapped into some truth

I might not miss the concrete

I might not miss the grind

But Friday night in Brooklyn

Worked every fucking time