Detroit '67 Lyrics - Love At The End Of The World - Sam Roberts

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