It's raccoon night, once again, ow
They're tipped the cans and made a friend
In alleyways, they claim their lore
Masked bandits at your backdoor
Ha, decoding trash is what they need
To fuel their night, their mischiefs breed
Scuttlin' cross the fence, it's their routine, ho, yeah
They've outfoxed the locks, crafty and keen
Under moonlight's glow, they find their score
Tiny outlaws, hear the city's roar
Oh, in the silence, they hold the key
To the kingdom of the streets, they roam so free
With sly grins, their eyes reflect the shine, mm-hmm
Peekin’ through the bins, what treasures they'll find
Laughin’ at the dogs, locked up inside
Eatin' like kings on what we leave behind
Oh, they tango with the trash in moonlit ballet
No lock nor lid can keep their paws at bay
Every can's a castle, every slice a feast
In the urban jungle, they dance northeast
Through the circuit boards, beneath the neon signs
Electro beats, through the trash they weave and wind
Ah, ring-dance 'round the spoils of the night
Symbols glowing, in their eyes the misfit's might