Empty street of beads of light.
None spell safety in my sight.
Lend me a knife,
Lend me a life,
So I can make it home tonight.
Chorus:
Walk through the night-side,
Walk like a beast.
Stalk like a caveman,
Stark rock-bottom changes least.
Stalking down the silent stone,
Distance, keep me safe alone
With a ready grip
On a scrap-iron strip,
Sure as a club of bison bone.
City jungle, yes, it's true.
That's what cops and robbers do.
Try to get free,
That's how to be,
Strong enough to walk it through.
So come on, junkie, rapist, crook,
Stop and take another look.
I'm still alive
And mean to survive,
It's all down in Darwin's book.
Stark rock-bottom changes least
To a great degree the song explains itself. It is a song noting that the fittest tend to survive when others do not. The song notes that our "civilization" is not really safe. That the alertness, strength and will to survive that allowed our ancestors to build our current world can suddenly and without warning be just as necessary for survival today as it was back in times before recorded history.