When Sunday sets in the city
Like a thief without a sound
It's just the night, night, night, night, night
That's coming down
When Sunday sets in the city
There's something in the air
If I get lost, lost, lost, lost, lost
You'll find me there
My heroes have always been crazy
Been murdered, stabbed, or drowned
Is this the road, road, road, road, road
I'm traveling down?
The trains I've been conducting
Derail as they depart
It's not even my, my, my, my, my
Not even my fault
When summer sets in the city
We'll throw down all our cards
And lost the light, light, light, light, light
With no regard