Oh the voices, the voices in your head,
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
Will you stand or will you stray, a cold shower in January rain
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
Pull the tumbler to mute lips, what will you say when your feet slip?
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
Now the voices, the voices in your ears, make the most of your obvious fears,
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
Hold on, just hold on, hang on a ladder is coming down,
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
A house on fire, the mob is cheering, but do they curse the flames or praise the burning?
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
Oh the voices, the voices in your head,
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
Hold on, just hold on, hang on a ladder is coming down
Bright lights, cold lights, city highs and city lows...
