Concrete Jungle - Sinner

In the cold and nasty city

Where men are fighting to survive

People kill without a cause

In the backstreets of the night

Nobody cares if you live or die

Out in the wilds

Don’t turn around — in the concrete jungle

Don’t turn around — boy you’ll be in big trouble

There’s a calm before the storm

But there’s danger everywhere

Look to the left and to the right

You’re a target to the enemy