They come in from the west.
When the sun has gone down, with blue.
They come in from the south,
With red shoes ¥g.
They know what they want, they know what they want,
Kicking through the night and the drunkenness.
They eat your children - Your children!
Call 112 to ask the cop.
At the right addresses,
It gets quiet & cold at night.
Senses the anxiety with the pills,
Sweating when you count your sins.
Who owns the city?*
Out in the ABC suburbs,
Echoing unbearable footsteps in the nights.
Go where they can't,
Stand in the queues where you also stand.
They crawl, crawl closer to town.
With hearts in minor, hearts in minor.
Move, move closer to town,
With hearts in minor, hearts in minor.< br/>Among the most expensive drinks,
The whole pipes in the buckets.
The empty souls,
The price for seven figures on the accounts.
Who owns town?*
Where your light doesn't shine so well,
Among the baseball bats & the berets.
Someone's child who charges,
After a hundred years time to give back.
They know what they want, know what they want,
Take it where they can never get.
Black steel, cold as ice,
Call 112 & call the police.
At the right addresses,
It gets quiet & cold at night.
Triple lock on ¥ the doors,
Protecting the assets.
Who owns the city?*