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(1)
Dark is the street
But the moon is bright

& the eye of the child on the  fire escape
Shows a spirit still free & wild

She sees the police & the death to come
She sees you & me & the fear we own

As we stagger from street light to light
Afraid of the moon & what is known
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(2)
Dark is the street
But the moon is high

But the light of the moon
Has gone & died

All she sees is the vultures eye
& the hatred of the police man

& the hunger & the pain
& the death lurking here again
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(3)
Dark is the street
But the blood flows bright

The wolves are howling
Fierce zombie tunes

Fires are burning
The child dies

Vultures & wolves
Fight for the meat