All along the city streets
The devil's coming out to feed
Upon our love, upon our dreams
Upon the blood of you and me
And I
Know not of one solution
As they pray to an illusion
Though nothing ever happens
Anyway
Oh, nothing ever happens
Anyway
All along the city streets
The devil's coming out to feed
Upon our love, upon our dreams
Upon the blood of you and me
And I
Know not of one solution
As they pray to an illusion
Though nothing ever happens
Anyway
Ooh, I'm sewing seeds of discord in my brain
If the answer lies in angels, do I wait
Or do I fight off all the demons in my way
I just may
As they pray to an illusion
Where nothing ever happens
Anyway
Oh, nothing ever happens
Anyway