Street-wise tough-guys strutting on the boulevard
Cold steel knife blade talking for a cold steel heart
The day goes on, the darkness creeps up like a storm
City life won't let up while you're waiting for the light to change
Steel-boned high-rise growing from the ground below
Hard-hat hammer crew beating to the radio
Vertical guns, the skyscrapers shoot at the sun
City life won't let up while you're waiting for the light to change
Half-baked traffic snake creeping in the evening sun
Clogged-up fast lane clears and the day is done
Everyone's gone: some went to Hell, some went home
City life won't let up while you're waiting for the light to change
