In the clubs nasty and naughty clubs
People enjoy the things that they call "good life"
Rich liquor machines, rich limousines
And the whores and doors and dogs of laws
Are all sucking us in
Sucking us in...
We should've gone running
We should've gone running
I don't like this place
I don't like this place
Oh, let's go
But that's not all...
In these parts of town
In these central blocks
Some people gather around
We usually call them snobs
The talks of life at doors
And these intelligent wars
And the hopes of dopes and dopes of hopes
Are all sucking us in
Ah, sucking us in
We should've gone running
We should've gone running
I don't like this place
I don't like this place
Oh, let's go
Let's get away from here
Let's get away from here!