It's a windy night
  of first and main
  of any city
  of a hundred names
  spirits fly high and the sparks fly low
  and the cats are all creeping out the back door slow
  and the cats are out, gonna harmonize
  they're headed for Cool Street on the main line
  and here comes that Joe Serepntine
  the life of a cat can leave you far behind
  
  They're just cats without claws
  never had a good reason
  never had a cause
  
  It's hard to be yourself
  when everyone else is around
  there's always someone out there
  trying to pull you down
  you're sitting on the fence crying out to the moon
  the day goes by too fast and the night comes too soon
  you bet your life and you sell your soul
  give it all up for beggar's gold
  and the hidden city has its own laws
  produces a species cats without claws
  
  They're just cats without claws
  never had a good reason
  never had a cause
  oh, they're just cats without claws
  never had a good reason
  never had a cause
  
  Oh, here they come again
  singing songs in a melody
  do, do, do, do, do
  
  Oh, oh, it's tough life, tough life, tough life
  and the streets are full of pain
  specially when it's calling out your name
  it's hard on the one who doesn't sacrifice
  the things the world has to offer nice
  come inside, spend some time, stay alive
  it'll take your heart and it'll steal your mind
  
  Oh, they're just cats without claws
  never had a good reason
  never had a cause
  oh, they're just cats without claws
  never had a good reason
  never had a cause
  oh, oh, oh, o