Me and Iggy were giggin' with Ziggy and kickin' with the MC5. Ted and Seger were burnin' with fever. and let the Silver bullets fly. The Kid was in his crib shady wore a bib. and the posse wasn`t even alive. Shock rock choppin' block songs to make your heart stop. Shovie it in ta overdrive. Playing loud and fast. Make that guitar blast. Playing like today will be your last.... Well I was born there. Gonna die there. With all my long hair. Detroit City. You feel your heart beat. You hit the concrete. Dance the mean street. Detroit City. There`s a riot raging downtown. Tryin' to burn the place down. Skies glowin; red and grey. But the Riff kept a Rockin'. The Creem kept a-talkin'. And the streets still smokin' today. Playing loud and fast. Make that guitar blast. Playing like today will be your last.... Well I was born there. Probably die there. With all my long hair. Detroit City. You feel your heart beat. You hit the concrete. Dance the mean streets. Detroit City. Six mile seven mile eight mile nine mile. ten mile eleven mile Detroit city. Louder. Faster. Louder. Detroit City. Well I was born there. Gonna die there. We don`t belong here. Detroit City. You feel your heart beat. Hit the concrete. Dance the mean street. Detroit City. Well I was born there. Probably die there. With all my long hair. Detroit City. You feel your heart beat. You hit the concrete. Dance the mean street. Detroit City.