Canned Heat Follow

Feeling the cool of the dawn
Shuffling feet
Faces are ragged and worn

They've been working all night
Waiting for the curtain to rise
While you're under the sheets
You with the stars in your eyes

Letter box noise
Snapping the day into life
Newspaper boys
Cutting the mist like a knife

We're beginning to rise
Curtain up the drama begins
It's the start of the race
All of us wanting to win

People rushing, shouting, pushing
Got no time for conversation
Inner city population
The struggle for communication

People trying, pressure rising
Hook and hustle, flex your muscle
It's all part of living
Do you wanna get away?

Restaurant smells
Mix in the heat of the day
Telephone bells
Kissogram girl's on her way

Someone's thinking of you
Birthday boy is in for a treat
And the message is clear
Once a year life can be sweet

Caught in a flash
Cover girl freezes her smile
Media trash
Blinding the crowd with such style

It's a dazzling affair
A fantasy to star in your dreams
Do you want to believe?
Everyone knows what they've seen

Twilight time in the city
And the shutters are down
That's when the singles are lost in their doubles
The happy hour comes round

To help you unwind in the shadows
Takes the tension away
It's been a hell of a day in the city
Now it's your time to play

Living under pressure
Do you wanna buy a dream?

I say, "Phil, can you get it?"
He say, "Alright, alright, alright"
Tell me when can I get it?
He say, "Tonight, tonight, tonight"

I want money on delivery, hey
That's right, that's right, that's right
I say, "Baby, don't you trust me?"
He say, "The city's a jungle
Where the strongest survive"

Neonic heat
Flooding the darkness with light
The capitol beats
Feeding the pulse of the night

It's the music of life
Listen to the sound of the crowd
Where the rhythm's so strong
And the music is playing so loud

Where the rhythm's so strong
And the music is playing so

Feeling the cool of the dawn
Shuffling feet