In a bar in downtown Dale an old man tells a tale.
He screams of a day of poets where
the streets are ours not theirs.
He screams piss on everything.
My leather jacket is zipped up & ready.
The boots on my feet, they keep me steady.
I wanna join the gang & sing.
BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY
(WE WANT THE STREETS)
Old men say, they say son
It is gonna be hard to get older.
Give it time & you´ll see.
Well now that time has come & gone.
I may be young but I know nothing.
nothing really matters
except whats in your heart.
No good, no bad, no wrong, no right.
BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY
(WE WANT THE STREETS)
Meet us on the streets
Underneath bright lights in the city.
There we will find our hearts,
our souls, our dreams.
Meet us on the streets
underneath bright lights big city.
Nothing hold us back
when we believe our hearts
the size of buildings.
BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY
(WE WANT THE STREETS)
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