Manhattan - Intellectual

Never sleeps, doesn't even yawn

Just getting started when the day is gone

Then from the moon to the morning sun

Never once does it stop or wait for anyone

Spending money, hopping way uptown

And when you're done you take the tunnel down

And when the real life starts to call

It can try but you never hear a thing at all

(Evan, are you sleeping?)

This great feeling's got you on the floor

The night is over, but you're wanting more

And when the cash starts wearing thin

Doesn't matter 'cause it knows that you'll be back again