Walk by the mand who sings a song to the streetlights
and turns out everybody claps, they dont believe in cabs
they dont believe in cabs, they dont believe in cabs.

And they all go wild, but they walk instead
they all go wild, but they walk instead.

Now, talk to the man whos laying down by the door of a bank
and people dont rely on the traffic lights, they dont believe in lights
they dont believe in lights, they dont belive its? a confusing situation
they all [bad word] over in petrol stations but they rock.

And there are faces on the six AM working crowds
who take the subway from their homes to their lonely nights.