(Chorus)

You’re tired of always dancing with the same crowd
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.
If you knew a way out, would you say how?
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.
Beat em’ to the punch and make em’ stay down.
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.

(Owel Five)

As we sit across from each other in lawn chairs,
You just raise a brow and give me a long stair.
We blast our songs here. To the neighbours we ain’t looking great.
Bad bad whiskey made me loose my John Lee Hooker tape.
I said in Sister City I would open up your rose
But you make sure to leave me out if you’ve got dope rammed up your nose.
Then I quote what Nancy spoke, you start to move and wave your hands
and told me boots are made for walking, Chelsea boots are made to dance
I know that you would go and save your best, no need to lay demands.
We skip that vu le vú cuché avec …whatever they say in France.
We’ll play like Cannes, start moving the Palm D’Or round.
Like the streets say, scream out your name. It’s your town.

(Chorus)

You’re tired of always dancing with the same crowd
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.
If you knew a way out, would you say how?
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.
Beat em’ to the punch and make em’ stay down.
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.

(Owel Five)

Temperatures were low, and rising.
Sailing on the gold horizon.
Not the type to own disguises.
Take my hand, there’s no surprises.
I won’t speak, lips zipped to try this
But can I get another kiss your highness?
Try to put the bad ish behind us.
Heartbeats skip with old synthesizers.
Head to feet, just hypnotizes.
The way you move them fit devices.
I won’t blink, I’ll miss the prizes.
Get a better look and flip the eyelids.
Gimme the time, and we’ll rock and roll.
Cut the lights and take off your clothes.
Work the crowd, cause you ought to know.
We’ll make it to the end and make a pot of gold.

But I hope you don’t spend you nights home alone.
Shivering. Lonely. Cold.
Live off a broken host, this is the only ghost.
Give up and hold me close.
But I hope you don’t spend you nights home alone.
Shivering. Lonely. Cold.
Live off a broken host, this is the only ghost.
Give up for a minute and just hold me close.

(Chorus)

You’re tired of always dancing with the same crowd
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.
If you knew a way out, would you say how?
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.
Beat em’ to the punch and make em’ stay down.
Cause when the streets rage, baby. The streets scream your name out.