Lyric

Pumping beat of wooden shoes hitting the street

Night is pulsing with voices and songs melting in the heat

Red lanterns yellow flames light up the eyes

Faces hidden bodies covered by disguise

Searching for a cold drink some food to eat

Some friends for the night someone new to meet

A fashionable group, the smoke smells so sweet

Sit down by their table saying its my treat

Coming on strong, my story is long

About hong kong, winning mahjong

Break out in song, they sing along

Sound level growing, feel I belong

Arm round my shoulder, they say I belong

5 more glasses, it cannot go wrong

One man, a merchant, selling drugs

Another a smuggler, bringing in guns

The third owns a restaurant, making buns

The last woman, peddling, drugs

It is funny to see, who you meet

Interesting, the stories you hear

You have to live, while you are here

I am living and I am here

Diving in cause Im not scared

Swept away into the night

Loose control put up no fight

Can’t be found, cause I am lost

In the heat, all lines are crossed

Fire blazing from my torch

Tonight this city we will scorch

Pumping blood inside my head, run down the street

Throw the torch in through the window, catching fire, feel the heat

Burning houses, burning flames, lights up our eyes

Shouting at the moon we need no disguise

Clouded by the smoke we

Setting the night on fire

The night is ablaze, the smoke smells so sweet

Pumping pain inside my head, stumble down the street

Woke up in a ditch, all alone, sweating in the heat

Large dark hood, covering my eyes

A soot covered face is my disguise

Looking for some water, and some salt to eat

Yesterdays ghost, I don’t want to meet

Smoke from the city doesn’t smell so sweet

This cloak or regret, I don’t want to keep