Stumble onto the pavement, they're strapped tight to bed
They've got a fetish for sheep, straight jacket sheets but I've got Randy
Newman in my head
This is no corn fed day, it's gloomy, blue, and cold.
So let the muggings occur I feel secure they say that I'm peculiar
But oh I don't know, I don't care, I'll be waiting for you there
crave this chill bathe in black all the ghouls and fiends attack
knees grow weak and I swoon underneath the pallet moon
praise the night and praise the night the only time I feel all right
Under the sun gods stare I wince and blossom hives
Counting the fractions of day rotting away as businessmen just drink away
their eyes
but when the stars run shy come bloom and blanket earth I feel beloved and
blessed quite birenesque and need to just get off my chest
and oh I don't know, I don't care, I'll be waiting for you there
crave this chill bathe in black all the ghouls and fiends attack eyes erupt
and I swoon underneath the pallet moon praise the night and praise the
night the only times I feel all right!
oh I don't know, I don't care, I'll be waiting for you there
crave this chill bathe in black all the ghouls and fiends attack head
combust and I swoon underneath the pallet moon praise the night and praise
the night eh only time I feel alright