This Place (comes alive at night)

This place comes alive at night
This city is hard of heart
This city’s blackened eye
Where the freaks and the losers lie
There’s a place where we can go
Living out the poet’s life
Away from the wasted style
Away from the broken glass smile
The streets they hold some secrets here
The stench of piss and thrown up beer
There’s beauty in the language I hear
Blown out in smoke then it disappears

The sugar lure of sentiment
The easy lie of divide and rule
The wasted muscle
The factory line

This place comes alive at night
This city is hard on heart
This city is blackened eye
Where the freaks and the losers lie
There’s a place where we can go
Living out the poet’s life
Away from the wasted style
Away from the broken glass smile

The sugar lure of sentiment
The easy lie of divide and rule
The wasted muscle
The sugar lure of sentiment
The easy life

Watching Emily undressing
It’s so distressing
It is true, It’s so cool
Watching Emily undress yes
It causes me some distress
It is true, It’s so cool

The sugar lure of sentiment
The easy lie of divide and rule
The wasted muscle
The sugar lure of sentiment
The easy lie