There’s enough of us here To make a go at the money If your intentions are clear enough There’s nobody watchin’ I have seen all the blacktop boys Running through the streets tonight They’re chasing down all the west side girls Jumpin’ turnstiles for a free ride But no one seems to hear the music ‘Cause no one listens to the band anymore So when the night is through We lay down in spinning rooms With love waiting outside the door She thinks we’re just makin’ a movie But this is almost real life Where we bleed here We bleed everywhere He’s got his hands on the wheel now The great big wheel He’s turning everything around But she’s noting down