When lovers speak and the city bleeds
When lords and beggars
Tend their knees
When every touch is a compromise
What goes on in the heat
Of the night?

There's a killer down on
The market square
And a junkie
Breathing a different air

From the roof I see the
Night's fire goes
On in the heat
Of the night

A girl lies on a slab of stone
And a thousand
Leeches let she have sworn
I see but I can't criticize
What goes on in the heat
Of the night?