Lyrics Nocturnal Pleasure - Meat Loaf

The entire city is burning
You can see the flames like the inside of a mad jukebox
Lost boys stalk the streets with those jungle markings
On their chests

Barbarians prowl in shadows
Their heads rocking with rodents
Motorcycles reproduce in noctournal alleys
Groaning with greasy pleasure
And they′ve blown up the YMCA like a giant balloon
And sent it out to sea full of screaming
Lovely, lonely girls