From Soho to Tribeca
Below Chinatown
Stumblin' and bouncin'
All the bars downtown.

Behind neon lights
There's a secret door
A world of transvestites
And junkies on the floor.

Time disappears
It's all a big blur
Bodies get mixed
With drugs on every door.

There is no future
There is no past
Only a bathroom
And a pile of dust.

Tomorrow is here
The sun coming up

Blinded by the day
Time to wait for the next night.

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