When you walk outside not a tree in sight,
And you feel all the birds have had a fright,
You better walk on down that numbered grid ‘cause you are a city kid.

When you live in an apartment and ride the train,
And your next-door neighbor doesn’t know your name,
And your rooms barely big enough to hold a crib, you are a city kid

(Chorus) A city kid could find their way to Zabars on the cross town or 1,2,3.
Or take a cab to the east village for pastrami on rye at Katz’s deli.

When your drugstore and your deli are on your block
And you take music classes where you roll and rock,
You better sit on down and just admit that you are a city kid. (Chorus, Interlude, Chorus)

When you walk outside not a tree in sight,
And you feel all the birds have had a fright,
You better walk on down that numbered grid ‘cause you are a city kid.
Oh yeah! You are a city kid. It’s true! You are a city kid.

Every day kids all over New York City inspire me.
To me, this song is both their anthem and my initial inspiration, as it led me to create this album.