Another night, another night
Another night with a big fat zero

Another night, another night
Another night for the frozen hero

It’s getting tight, it’s getting tight
It’s getting tight for the misfit no no

You got a light, gimme a lucky light
You got a light for the midnight hobo

Another night down in the hole with all the weirdos
Another day, day in the life of a hero

’cos we're up there begging 
Or we're down here grubbing in a hole
Do they call this living?
Do they call this rock 'n' roll?
They say it's well good money 
But it just don't feed the soul - my soul

I get a fright, I get a fright
And every hour is a nightmare daydream

I gotta hide, I gotta hide
I gotta hide in the human smokescreen

It isn’t right, it ain’t right
It isn’t right that it's all in my face

Another fight, another bloody fight
Another fight, it's an urban rat-race

And look at you stuck in the queue here at the station
What would you do, how could you change the situation?

'cos we're up there begging
Or we’re down here grubbing in a hole
Do they call this living?
Do they call this rock'n'roll?
They say it's well good money
But it just don't feed the soul - my soul

Another night, it isn't right
Another night for a big fat zero

It's getting tight, awful tight
It’s getting tight for the misfit no no

You got a light, gimme a light
You got a light for the midnight hobo

Another night, another friggin' night
Another night for the frozen hero

Another night, down in the hole with all the weirdos
Another day, day in the life of a hero

'cos we're up there begging
Or we're down here grubbing in a hole
Do they call this living
Do they call this rock 'n roll
They say it’s well good money
But it just don’t feed the soul - my soul