Down in the alleys
Where life is rough
We like 'em fast and
We like 'em rough
We feed on you;
nocturnal feast
You want to stop us
Go call a priest

leathery rat pack
With you in our sights
In the vapor light
We're out for action
In an all night game
We're looking for you
And you know our name

Kings of the city
Kings of the city
Repeat

We're hitting streets
Too thrashed for words
The [bad word] 
 [bad word] in herds
We'll take them all
Just one by one [bad word] on baby lets
Have some fun

Bridge

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Lead solo

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