Well the sun dim and the night grew tall Everyone's dancing in the dancehall The they did wobble, the eyes did stare There was a sense of in the air
dancing, feeling fine But looking zombies, as though they're dying I alone in the darkened room My is dry and my heart goes boom
Oh the dogs and the vermin were the streets out the candy and the left over meat Down in the alley a tramp falls Murdering the and chops off their feet
Everyone's dancing, fine But looking like zombies, as though dying I stood in the darkened room My mouth is dry and my heart goes
This is just a in the City of Culture But everyone's whacked, like vultures This is just a night in the City of But everyone's whacked, looks vultures
is just a night in the City of Culture But everyone's whacked and looks like This is a night in the City of Culture But whacked and looks like vultures
All the came on and the music stopped Men in uniform on a watch The tramp waits by the to pounce Woken up by a young girl's shout
Closing up the club, a breaks out All the Mariahs were left in no doubt One got killed one ran They up arresting an innocent man
This is just a night in the of Culture But everyone's whacked, looks like This is a night in the City of Culture But everyone's whacked, like vultures
This is a night in the City of Culture But everyone's whacked and looks like This is a night in the City of Culture But everyone's whacked, looks vultures