There's salt in the cafes, chiseled features fall byAnd on those passing occasions, there are statues in their eyesWell I was strolling down sidewalks, angelic creature-called wallsThere's a tension in the twilight, in the twilight, in the twilightEven after it fallsThere's hell in the kitchen, there's heaven on earthAnd in a lifetime of wonder, what's it all worth?All the taxis have driversRest their part on the streetsThey're the keepers of the secrets that are sleeping on their seatsI don't believe themThere's hell in the kitchen, there's hell on earthEven after it fallsThere's hell in the kitchen, there's heaven on earthAnd in a lifetime of wonder, what's it all worth?All the taxis have driversRest their part on the streetsAnd in a lifetime of wonder, what's it all worth?All the taxis have driversRest their part on the streetsAnd in a lifetime of wonder, what's it all worth?There's a man at the crosswalkWhere's his faith to his fallen home?And in the midst of the masses, he claims that he's aloneI don't believe himIf there's hell in the kitchenThere's heaven on earthAnd in a lifetime of wonder, what's it all worth?All the taxis have driversRest their part on the streetsThere's hell on earthAnd in a lifetime of wonder, what's it all worth?All the taxis have driversRest their part on the streetsAnd in a lifetime of wonder, what's it all worth?All the taxis have drivers