In the clubs nasty and naughty clubs People enjoy the things that they call "good life" Rich liquor machines, rich limousines And the whores and doors and dogs of laws Are all sucking us in Sucking us in...
We should've gone running We should've gone running I don't like this place I don't like this place Oh, let's go
But that's not all...
In these parts of town In these central blocks Some people gather around We usually call them snobs The talks of life at doors And these intelligent wars And the hopes of dopes and dopes of hopes Are all sucking us in Ah, sucking us in
We should've gone running We should've gone running I don't like this place I don't like this place Oh, let's go
Let's get away from here Let's get away from here!