Wind blows through their hair
From the shadows, they just stare
Into the night
A street gang who can fight
Are the 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
Stayin' alive
Stayin' alive
The strong survive
Graffiti fills the walls
Where it frames the empty halls
And the old men say (old men say)
Streets are the only place
Where they share the savage grace
To be the lonely ones (lonely ones)
