Spent all night lifting cars Said the little punks too Young to be in the bars I've been full stepping Full stepping all night Walking through the streets Listening to your heartbeat The twelve peers of France And the nine worthies Walk the saint denis strip Like a trend of zombies I can see i can see the bloodlines Bloodlines in the sewers and the stop signs It's so loud outside it's Friday night You gotta live within the noise Until the earliest light I want more tomorrow i want more today Je ne veux pas perde du temps Ilya trop a manque I've got a restless heart Swallowed the Montreal streets I've got to walk the blues Strolling the concrete teeth Call the ghetto youth call out to them now When your money runs out you'll be asking them how How it's done I've gotta get out of bed and give don a call Move my feet tonight I want to drop the ball I can see I can see the skin Pierced by the prick by the prick of a pin Just like a cowboy going out to scalp the weak The handsomest face and a real mean streak With every expense you're writing off There's teargas in the streets People have had enough Call the street people call out to them now When your stripped of it all you'll be asking them how How it's done