And it aint shining, it aint shining, shine, shine, shine...
Theres cracks in the walls in the town of jericho, sirens blaring out a lifetime never told rembrandt at the wall his palates small, his hopes are tall he writes his name, his claim to fame
On red bricks bright white
Hey pretty thing, voices out a window sing a puerto rican peggy sue of seventeen in yellow shoes
All are out tonight you might say theyre looking for some action a dog strays, music plays, kids stay in the streets all day
They see the man in the black coat as a form of satisfaction
