Downtown, dirty brick roads Wind is blowing hard through your clothes Downtown, dirty brick roads Wind is blowing hard through your clothing Neon always stays on Only makes the d** a little less boring There's a man on the side of the road Who got himself a hit for 20 Euro Tonight, d**h looks right Floating on a sea of lovely red lights… Hum drum, through the Centrum Window tricks for curious sons Three bodies for your pleasure You see the girl who's looking undone
Pick her out to take her home Or get it right there for 70 Euro Tonight, d**h looks right Floating on a sea of lovely red lights… Its time to lift your eyes… Daylight follows ….steals the joys that bring you sorrow… In the place where men discover There's a church the red lights cover One sacred one profane Two thoughts attacking each other… On the wind…the spirit will go…through the can*ls to the Paradiso At night, one red light, lost its fire, turns to white