Tonight, tonight The fire's dancing in the rebel's eyes In the soul. It's the light. Fire burns. Stars hit the sky.
And from the back streets and the dead end streets The sound of drums and dancing feet Goes through the concrete through the walls And makes the rivers flow backwards
We are dancing in the midnight We are dancing in the midnight We are not afraid of police cars We are dancing in the midnight We are dancers on the baricades We are the dancing in the midnight
The lousy tramp and beauty queen They hang together. I have seen their famous kiss, oh that was great! I still believe that has some sense.
Let's rock the Casbah straight to hell The world will never be the same. The pressure drop and teenage kicks So many words, so many dreams.
We are dancing in the midnight We are dancing in the midnight We are not afraid of police cars We are dancing in the midnight We are dancers on the baricades We are the dancing in the midnight
We are the dancers in the CBGB's We are the dancers in the Hammersmith Palais We are the dancers on the barricades We are the dancing in the midnight We are not afraid of police cars We are dancing in the midnight We are dancers on the baricades We are the dancing in the midnight