I'd say I've had rough Seen some pretty hard days But I've seen gorgeous things On my awfully brutal way She was there smiling In the bedroom tonight when I told her Gods timing Working on awfully scary ways So no rest 'til Brooklyn No sleep at all Until I'm dead, or until I'm rich Or until the Lord comes to call No rest 'til Brooklyn No sleep at all Young man, keep your hands, stay standing Don't stop swinging 'til you fall No rest 'til Brooklyn So no rest 'til Brooklyn No sleep at all Until I'm dead, or until I'm rich Or until the Lord comes to call No rest 'til Brooklyn No sleep at all Young man, keep your hands, stay standing Don't stop swinging 'til you fall No rest 'til Brooklyn