Streets Come Alive by John Cale

Desparation sets the clock, buried treasure, call the shots, family jewels in the vault, sleep safe at any cost.

When the life begins to fade, snakes rattle in the cage, nasty creatures on the crawl, nothing dead as much at all.
Streets come alive after midnight.
Streets come alive after midnight.

Spot targets, pick and choose. rage and pain are on the move. fears, that's to play a part, sending daggers to the heart. dream scenes, forgotten lives, nightmare noise and blinded eyes, crude s
And kerosene, broken glass and strangled dreams.
Streets come alive after midnight.
Streets come alive after midnight.

[blocked/splashed] up your burning nose, politics step on your toes, day-break will bring you back, bright lights will make you crack. streets come alive after midnight. there are no guaranties
Midnight. eyes in the skies after midnight. fire in the skies after midnight.