In the city comes a cross town transfernFrom the ghetto on the backs of stilettosnAs scenester kids look for new school shockersnOn the horizon comes a midnight rockernn...And you're a midnight rockernThen get yourself togethernnIn the city it's a monsoon weathernThrough the rain I hear the calls of selectorsnDeep in the city high above these wallsnThrough the rain I can hear those callsnn...Get yourself together...