Keep Off The Streets At Night - Sailor

They used to play that old jukebox, full of American jazz

With all the power of the west, the very peak of what is best

In blazing stars and razzmatazz

But on the boulevard sidewalks, the pro-American swingers' talk

Will make the shadows in the doorways come alive

And special agents will arrive

So keep off the streets at night

'Cause no one’s safe in the searching light

Keep off the streets at night

For agents hide in the pale moonlight

It’s no place to be pro-American

It’s no place to be found

When the troops came down on the off-beat side of the town

They used to train those pretty ladies

In western cinema style

To carry out romantic chores

Amongst the diplomatic corps

Where tongues were loosened for a smile

But still they played that old jukebox

With all the power of the steeple clock

Until the streets were left without a trace of sound

And only shadows move around

So keep off the streets at night

'Cause no one’s safe in the searching light

Keep off the streets at night

For agents hide in the pale moonlight

It’s no place to be pro-American

It’s no place to be found

When the troops came down on the off-beat side of the town

The troops came down on the off-beat side of the town