This is the community and it is the cry of the city!
Boys, girls, come and go,
This is the community!
If we're stuck, we need some common ground to start.
It's important for you to be able to accept
That you're presenting me with an existential problem
That is difficult to deal with, some nights.
I'd rather you avoid questioning anything today,
No more stupid moral judgements.
Come and delude yourself with my fallacious logic;
It's funny and it looks completely rational.
It's a moderately psychotic night;
Your little girlfriends, lost, walk about aimlessly
Though one of them, in the club, aims and shoots:
These are the first true impressions.
It's a moderately psychotic night
And there are random little paths that follow everyone around.
Look at those alcoholic and common-as-muck girls:
These are the first true impressions.
The eternal way back to the center of my Truth
Is just one more way of hiding.
I'm already a slave of this personality
Which is nothing more that another manifestation of clandestinity.
The night calls me, so we can watch the sun's death;
It's the language of desire, my darling.
I'm vulnerable to this eternal temptation:
I'm everything that is described in this song.
This is the community and it is the cry of the city!
It's a moderately psychotic night
And there are random little paths that follow everyone around.
Look at those alcoholic and common-as-muck girls:
These are the first true impressions.
I'm having a moderately psychotic night;
Your little girlfriends, lost, walk about aimlessly
Though one of them, in the club, aims and shoots:
These are the first true impressions.
It's a moderately psychotic night
And there are random little paths that follow everyone around.
Look at those alcoholic and common-as-muck girls:
These are the first true impressions.
I'm having a moderately psychotic night;
Your little girlfriends, lost, walk about aimlessly
Though one of them, in the club, aims and shoots:
These are the first true impressions.