Cold Sweat, Sweat It Out In The Land Of The Midnight Sun

Walk It Off - Sort It Out, Figure Out What You're Running From

I'm All Alone On The Outside Of Town

It's A Wild Night At The Carnival Of Souls

They're Strong Armed In Neon And Out Of Control

It's Late At Night And No One's Around

Walking In The Underground



Night Calls, And The Sound Marks The Start Of The Masquerade

Sirens Flash, Stains The Glass As You Pass In The Street Parade

Loose Change Losers Are Double Parked

Faces Marked Like Cards At The Bottom Of The Deck

Readin' The Future No One Expects

They Don't Look Up As They Shuffle Down



Walking In The Underground

Walking In The Underground

Walking In The Underground



Cold Sweat, Sweat It Out In The Land Of The Midnight Sun

Walk It Off - Sort It Out, Figure Out What You're Running From

Nobody's Children, More Lost Than Found

Play In The Shadows Like Beautiful Dolls

Backlit In Moonlight, Steppin' On Stars

A Silent Dance To An Empty Sound



Walking In The Underground

Walking In The Underground

Ooh, Walking In The Underground



Yeah Walkin' Ooh, Ooh, Ooh,

Walk On

Ooh, Ooh.........

Yeah, Yeah.......



Written By: Neil Geraldo & Myron Grombacher