These streets are scenes
Of shattered dreams
Shooting gallery faces
Carved with brutal hands
Inside the thin one's head
The shrapnel moves
Straight to the vein again

These streets are mine
When the work is done
Back to the suburbs
How they run
See how
They run from openings
Where darkness brings
The crawling things and
I will kill if I have to
I will kill if I have to
'Cos I am a city
Listen to me whistle

These streets cry out
With silent screams
Workers teem like worms
In a dying belly
Fire alarms on
The 19th floor
Don't jump chump
It's hard down there
Don't be fooled this
Broken heart still beats
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!
Walking time bomb!
Don't touch me I'll explode
'Cos I'm running on meths and phony speed
And I'll kill if I have to
I'll kill if I have to
'Cos I am a city

Quick with a gun or
The flash of my knife
In the neon sun
I'm walking dynamite, hold tight
I'm walking dynamite!
Sex shop, drug swap
Porno king with rent-a-cop
Smell my breath from close to death
Smell my breath from close to death!

Listen to me whistle

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