I went walking at street level  Feeling strange and disheveled  Past the abattoir and the glory holes  Like a film noire in the starring role    To the side streets, kept my nose clean  Tasted beautiful, tasted obscene  Singing, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh    This is Detroit, see the skyline  A commotion on the assembly line  Raise a glass to the ambassador  As she's moving you to the dance floor    Does anyone here tonight  Remember those times?  Can anyone here tonight  Just tell me what they felt like?    So many years, so many lives  These are the streets where they collide  From Jimmy Hoffa to Cadillac  Some look ahead, I'm going back  'Cause I'm just looking for some sounds  To ease the vice that squeezes us every day    This was Motown, this was New France  Where the Chippewa did the fire dance  That was long ago, this is here and now  But the memory still remains somehow  Singing, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh    I can't tell you how this old story ends  I can't touch you now, like they did back then  Past the child's play with the jump rope  Hear the gun play, it's a tightrope    Does anyone here tonight  Remember those times?  Can anyone here tonight  Just tell me what they felt like?    Does anyone here tonight  Remember those times?  Somebody call the riot police  There's trouble down on 12th Street      © SECRET BRAIN, INC.; UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUBLISHING;    these lyrics are submitted by OarSmaN