Still so, here we go, nighthawk calls again,
Meeting after midnight like we do
Flesh bared, never scared, know their kind too well.
`Grab that Gretsch before the truth hits town`,
You whispered to me as they fell.
And when I`m safe and sound with nothing left to send,
The bugle sounds again.
The cards are on the table now, and every other clich
Somehow fits me like a glove.
You know that I`d be loathe to call it love.
For strength will come to tower above
The things that I have learned to love
And just as I`m about to say `Amen`,
The bugle sounds again.
The vampires made a killing,
Filled their pockets up with shillings
Saying `someone has to pay`
And you were still hiding,
Singing `come and cry beside me`
So I ran away.