| Rolling on a rell, coiling on a wheel | 
| Time to turn the machine on, feel the heat, the mind blows on | 
| Mayday makes my day, dancing in the rain | 
| Rain that melts | 
| My dirty skin, spreads around the medicin | 
| All the common lies make me realize | 
| I’m a man of the megatown, a look that kill with a megafrown | 
| You’re «radical» and nice, touch me if I please | 
| Peeping on the noisy drift, I’m back from my dialy shift | 
| I’m on my way, I’m making it fast | 
| You might be first, but never the last | 
| This city’s calling all night long | 
| Panic in the street, drifting in the heat | 
| Alone without you, thinking about you | 
| City neurotic, measuring the beat | 
| Is it tonight you, the concrete victim of the day? | 
| Struggling like a man, doing all I can | 
| To fight against the neurosis, creating gradual dismiss | 
| Filthy like a dog, digging in a rock | 
| Nails in blood I want to reach some time in malibu beach | 
| This fascinating world still acts so absurd | 
| Start to cover for tonight all the parts that I can hide | 
| I’m on my way, I’m making it fast | 
| You might be first, but never the last | 
| This city’s calling all night long | 
| Panic in the street, drifting in the heat | 
| Alone without you, thinking about you | 
| City neurotic, measuring the beat | 
| Is it tonight you, the concrete victim of the day? | 
| Rolling on a reel, coiling on a wheel | 
| Time to turn the machine on, feel tha heat te mind blows on | 
| Mayday makes my day, dancing in the rain | 
| Rain that melts my dirty skin, spreads around the medicin | 
| All the dirty lies make me realize | 
| I’m a man of the megatown, a look that kills with megafrown | 
| You’re radical and nice, touch me if I please | 
| Peeping on the noisy drift, I’m back from my daily shift | 
| I’m on my way, my heart’s beating fast | 
| Days without nights, nerves could never last | 
| This city’s calling all night long | 
| Panic in the street, drifting in the heat | 
| Alone without you, thinking about you | 
| City neurotic, measuring the beat | 
| Is it tonight you… is it tonight you??? | 
| Panic in the street, drifting in the heat | 
| Alone without you, singing about you | 
| You city neurotic, taste my bitter sweet | 
| I am tonight you, your concrete victim of the day! |