City Of Nights lyrics

In the city of nights

In the city of nights

As the lights go on there’s a magic glow to the sea

But as we move through the streets we can feel the fear

As night goes on there’s a tragic show in the city

Those songs are on the ebb and mixed with tears

And down the alleyway the drunks are fighting

Over who will have the last drink from the can

It all seems so romantic in the lying

But what a sad existence for a man

There’s speeders, dealers, girls of easy virtue

Laughter, lies and lovers sparkling eyes

Glitter boys and girls out for the dancing

Good time girls and boys out for the highs

And there’s a hotel on hope street

Where the concierge will understand your needs

She doesn’t care your colour or religion

And she always has a room for you and me

In the city of nights

In the city of nights

There’s an oriental flavour in the city

Marta Haries, saris and sarongs

Incense candles, prayer and incantations

Golden girls Arabia in their song

It seems the doors are closed on the asylums

And in the street they’re putting on a show

Talking to themselves they get no answer

Or suggestions for a better place to go

In the city of nights

In the city of nights

A young man dreams of the open sea

In the year from no God knows where he’ll be

No open door to set him free

No open door to set him free

Girls sell kisses to the lonely men

Boys turn tricks with the sleight of hand

Women fear to walk where men desire

Inspiration, hope and fire

Hey don’t be a stranger

Make a friend don’t let it end you

Hey don’t be a stranger

There’s a light burning in the city

In the city

In the city of nights

As the sun goes down there’s a wind blowing through the city

A darker day as summer says goodbye

Another world is waking in the city

All live fears, important knowing eyes

And there amongst the litter and the debris

The sally army busking out a song

Drowning out the sound of breaking windows

Sing along, sing along, sing along

Come on sinners, yeah, yeah

Come on sinners

Come on sinners, yeah, yeah

Come on sinners

Come on sinners, yeah, yeah

Come on sinners

Discos, bringers

Discos, bars

Women, winners

Stiffs and stars

Kings and queens

And cabs and cars

Famous, you know

Who they are

Drugs and punks and

Tarts with heart

Corpses, candle

Works of art

Losers, loomers

Never hads

Groups and dreams

Of hope and fads

Passing fences

Phase and fads

Happy hookers

Lookers, fags

In the city

In the city

In the city

• Artist:Marc Almond
• Album:Treasure Box