Wind blows throught their hair
From the shadows they just stare
Into the night
A street gang who can fight
Are guardians of the night
On the streets of fire

They are the lonely ones

Clubland filled with bars
Easy money and fast cars
Gotta make their move
Dark side of the town
Where the shades are always down
Gotta prove themselves

They are the lonely ones
They are the lonely ones

Staying alive
Staying alive
The strong survive

Graffiti fills the walls
Where it flames the empty halls
And the old man says (old man says)
Streets are the only place
Where they share the savage grace
To be the lonely ones (lonely ones)

They are the lonely ones
They are the lonely ones

Staying alive
Staying alive
The strong survive

Staying alive
Staying alive
The strong survive

The strong survive
The strong survive

Staying alive
Staying alive
The strong survive

Staying alive
Staying alive
The strong survive

Staying alive
Staying alive
The strong survive

Staying alive
Staying alive
The strong survive