Well the sun grew dim and the night grew tall



Everyone's dancing in the dirty dancehall



The chins they did wobble, the eyes did stare



There was a sense of threat in the air



Everyone's dancing, feeling fine



But looking like Zombies, as though they're dying



I stood alone in the darkened room



My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom







Oh the dogs and the vermin were mooching in the streets



Sniffing out the candy and the left over meat



Down in the alley a tramp falls asleep



Murdering the hooker and chops off their feet







Everyone's dancing, feeling fine



But looking like Zombies, as though they're dying



I stood alone in the darkened room



My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom







This is just a night in the City of Culture



But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures (4x)







All the lights came on and the music stopped



Men in uniform outside on watch



The tramp waits by the bush to pounce



Woken up again by a young girl's shout







Closing up the club, a fight breaks out



All the Black Mariahs were left in no doubt



One got killed another one ran



They ended up arresting an innocent man







This is just a night in the City of Culture



But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures (4x)