Listen close, sons, to the rattle and the hum Don’t you dance to the beat of a hollow drum I’ve seen the shadows creeping down the alleyway Trading forever for a single day The needle’s a compass that points to the ground In a city of ghosts where no pity is found. You call β€˜em brothers, you call β€˜em your kin But they’ll sell your soul for a gram of sin There’s no such thing as a friend in the haze Just ghosts and accomplices lost in the maze When the fever hits and the pocket’s gone dry They won’t lift a finger to watch you die. Keep your feet on the iron, keep your eyes on the light Don’t let the white horse ride you into the night It’s a one-way track on a broken-down line Where the silver is dross and the water’s like wine The kick is a lie, and the cost is your name Don't let your spark be drowned in the rain! Loyalty’s a ghost when the craving starts to scream You’re just a pawn in a dealer’s dream! Wake up! WAKE UP! Keep your feet on the iron, keep your eyes on the light Don’t let the white horse ride you into the night It’s a one-way track on a broken-down line Where the silver is dross and the water’s like wine The kick is a lie, and the cost is your name Don't let your spark be drowned in the rain! Step off the tracks, boys... Before the train hits. Step off the tracks, boys... Before the train hits.