People of the Underground

I got my good foot showin' & I'm glowin'
 Like somebody goin' nowhere at a pace
 I got a good hand I'm yearning to be turning
 But I'm learning not to show it on my face
 Outside my shutters, money flutters
 To the gutters, we got ecstacy for lovers
 And the mercy of our mothers
 So come on, let's get high
 People of the underground
 A little later we could ride the elevator
 Tip the waiter for a table in space
 It's never early for a fashionable girlie
 To make tardiness a matter of taste
 We're in a taxi as the happiness
 Attacks me, and we're laughin' in the
 Backseat cause it's 10 o'clock exactly
 So come on, let's get high
 People of the underground
 Your kiss is swallowin' the devil's tounge
 Your dance is spinnin' in the midnight sun
 There's no tomorrow when your out havin' fun...
 People of the underground
 (I've got your number)
 Down valet valley all the brothers in the alley
 Recognize me but they don't know my name
 I pay no covers cause I roll with modern lovers
 And I always try to hover near fame
 I am the star-crossed keeper of the tarot
 With a fortune like a pharaoh
 Steppin' out of a camaro
 Come on, let's get high
 I move my feet and I'm always changin' streets
 As I listen to the beats on my rounds
 I offer all my petty problems to the night,
 cause she can
 Solve em like she talks the sun down
 And under all this concrete madness,
 crime & horoscopes & sadness
 try to take away my gladness
 Come on, let's get high
 People of the underground...