Bright Lights, Big City - Madcap

In a bar in downtown Dale an old man tells a tale

He screams of a day of poets where

The streets are ours not theirs

He screams piss on everything

My leather jacket is zipped up and ready

The boots on my feet, they keep me steady

I want to join the gang and sing

BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY

(WE WANT THE STREETS)

Old men say, they say son

It’s going to be hard to get older

Give it time and you will see

Well now that time has come and gone

I may be young but I know nothing

Nothing really matters

Except whats in your heart

No good, no bad, no wrong, no right

BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY

(WE WANT THE STREETS)

Meet us on the streets

Underneath bright lights in the city

There we’ll find our hearts

Our souls, our dreams

Meet us on the streets

Underneath bright lights big city

Nothing hold us back

When we believe our hearts

The size of buildings

BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY

(WE WANT THE STREETS)