Down in a cellar a poker player calls Out on the waste-ground another s**er crawls Somewhere in the alley a frightened woman bawls Down in the dockyards another victim falls And you feel the Heartbeat of the City Oh yes it's fighting just to stay alive Rats get fat in the city Only the fittest, only the fittest ever survive Down in the workhouse a mindless worker sighs Prayers in the prison a first offender fries On a rich mans doorstep a hungry baby cries Like trash in the gutter a homeless drunkard lies And you feel the Heartbeat of the City Oh yes it's fighting just to stay alive Rats get fat in the city Only the fittest, only the fittest ever survive And you feel the Heartbeat of the City Oh yes it's fighting just to stay alive Rats get fat in the city Only the fittest, only the fittest ever survive