Come walk the streets of crime
And color bright the corners
See the dazzling nightlife grow
Beyond the dawn and burning
And see their wares displayed
Through the window of your soul
Come watch the naked dance
That spins before your very eyes
Step inside where men before
Have drunk to fill to senseless
Till the dreams fade and die
Does the blood red wine come flowing
From the glass to your veins
And the midday dream is silent
Thou gardens where you're resting
From the troubles of your mind
And though the sun is burning brightly
Are the sleeping oris dead?
And through the afternoon
The buzzing bees do harmonize
Through the rushing sale daylight