City at Night

Stacks of masks coat the bar charade The jig is up all the friends have been made And the high roller's sought and paid for his woman tonight Wannabe ballers drink to one night stands As the holy horny women slip through their hands And the excuses they brand help hide the broken pride from their sight The city's so much better at night The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today While the half-mast pioneers sit and stare At the riot rock rollers with whom they'd like to share The invisible women who've never given them the time day Party people snake in a line Skirts so short there's no place the sun don't shine It's good to glam your gams for a meeting of the minds She sleeps with many and they'll call her a slut He'll sleep with even more and they'll call him a stud For the rules are made by the ones who've always had it their way The city's so much better at night The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today While the half-mast pioneers sit and stare At the riot rock rollers with whom they'd like to share The invisible women who've never given them the time of day The barmaid doles you out another round And the one you really want is not to be found The pulse pounding music and the lights do fade Along with the chances with her that have slipped away The stuffy stiff bankers from out of town Sip the pricey drinks worth more than the gowns Of the house bound expensive wives they never had time for Trouble is they had time for their mistress Some bangin' bod who does time as a stewardess Who happens to remind him to forget about sacred vows The city's so much better at night The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today While the half-mast pioneers sit and stare At the riot rock rollers with whom they'd like to share The invisible women who've never given them the time of day The night speaks the silence and the time has come To break bread alone and for sins to atone For the one you always have to wake up with is yourself In the blackened bar full of guts and stones Roam remains of lovers that we once called our own That hide in the silk socking shadows 'til they're summoned again The city's so much better at night The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today As the half-mast pioneers sit and stare At the riot rock rollers with whom they'd like to share The invisible women who've never given them the time of day