R Brewster-Spencer-Neeson)



Junk city late at night

room without windows

naked light

everybody's out of sight



Lonely lovers fantasise

drifting in and out of life

crying so far apart

chasing poison darts

shooting straight in for the heart



Junk city, junk time rules

some people never win

junk city, junk time fools

I'm on the street again



I said I'd never make it in the street

don't it taste so bittersweet

so tired of shifting sands

mirror tell me who's that man

you got the future in your hands



Junk city, late at night

room without windows, naked light

too late to start again

too afraid to make it end

ahhh -- you can help me now my friend



Junk city, junk time rules

some people never win

junk city, junk time fools

I'm on the street again



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