Lyrics: Noa Music: Noa & Gil Dor Manhattan - T.A, With a detour to the deep south side Where it's very violent A bouquet of violets Lies trampled to the ground Manhattan – T.A., With a detour to the deep south side Where it's very violent A bouquet of violets Lies trampled to the ground Falling, calling, trying to survive Doing a quick-step Keeping in stride Falling, calling, trying to survive Doing a quick-step Keeping in stride With the changing tide Manhattan - T.A., With a detour to the deep south side Where it's hot and steamy Don't go around too dreamy You'll be trampled to the ground Falling, calling... Can I find a future here? Everything is so unclear (Give it up, give it up, give it up) Can I ever find a life Under threat of fire and knife (Give it up, give it up, give it up) Changing tide... Manhattan - T.A., With a detour to the deep south side It's a game we play And it's very scary With all those maniacs running around, y'know Manhattan - T.A., With a detour, 18 years old Caught under the wheels It's a pretty bad deal But this is my hometown Falling, calling, trying to survive Doing a quick-step Keeping in stride Falling, calling, trying to survive Doing a quick-step Keeping in stride With the changing tide, Changing tide, Changing tide...