Peter Miles - Collapsing lyrics

Tonight the streets have come alive and coincide with the d**h of consequence Tonight the wider-eyed of concubines get lost in the bright lights Tonight we'll queue at toilet doors, tonight we'll check for the signs In filthy mirrors mixed with filthier remains of a long night We're collapsing, and we'll collapse into each other Tonight we shall impress with scowls and body ma**, and the lines are tried and true Tonight the eyes are set on girls with cigarettes on the outside Tonight they'll drag us through the door, tonight we'll leave when we please From filthy corners mixed with filthier regrets of a long night... it's what everybody's in here for These streets are surrounded