But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures
Murdering the hooker and chops off their feet
Down in the alley a tramp falls asleep
Men in uniform outside on a watch
Sniffing out the candy and the left over meat
But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
This is just a night in the City of Culture
This is just a night in the City of Culture
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures
I stood alone in the darkened room
The tramp waits by the bush to pounce
Woken up again by a young girl's shout
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures
One got killed another one ran
Oh the dogs and the vermin were mooching the streets
But looking like zombies, as though they're dying
There was a sense of threat in the air
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures
They ended up arresting an innocent man
Everyone's dancing, feeling fine
Everyone's dancing, feeling fine
My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom
But looking like zombies, as though they're dying
All the lights came on and the music stopped
But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures
Closing up the club, a fight breaks out
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone's whacked, looks like vultures
All the Black Mariahs were left in no doubt
This is just a night in the City of Culture
The chins they did wobble, the eyes did stare
My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom
I stood alone in the darkened room
