Downtown
Dirty brick roads
Wind is blowing hard
Through your clothes
Downtown
Dirty brick roads
Wind is blowing hard
Through your clothing
Neon always stays on
Only makes the drugs
A little less boring
There’s a man on the side of the road
Who got himself a hit for 20 Euro
Tonight death looks right
Floating on a sea of lovely red lights
Hum drum
Through the Centrum
Window tricks for curious sons
Three bodies for your pleasure
You see the girl who’s looking undone
Pick her out to take her home
Or get it right there for 70 Euro
Tonight death looks right
Floating on a sea of lovely red lights
Time to rest your eyes
Daylight follows
Steals the joys that bring you sorrow
In the place where men discover
There’s a church the red lights cover
One sacred
One profane
Two thoughts attacking each other
On the wind the spirit will go
Through the canals to the Paradiso
At night one red light
Lost its fire
Turns to white
Turns to white
Time to rest your eyes
Daylight follows
Time to rest your eyes