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