When lovers speak and the city bleeds When lords and beggars Tend their knees When every touch is a compromise What goes on in the heat Of the night? There's a killer down on The market square And a junkie Breathing a different air From the roof I see the Night's fire goes On in the heat Of the night A girl lies on a slab of stone And a thousand Leeches let she have sworn I see but I can't criticize What goes on in the heat Of the night?