Foolish bride call me up, beg to scratch her itch. Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch. Name the time, name the price, leave your door unlocked.
Black Angels laughing in the city streets. Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth. The moonlight spotlights all the city's crime. And got no religion, laugh while they fight.
(6:12). Percussion: Kevin Bartlett. Keys and Additional Percussion: H. Rhodes. Fretless Bass: Ray Jung. We give to you a disc of gold. It represents the dreams we hold.
Im starin into the night. Seen the times of my life with you. With you itll always be right. My burnin light. Your star will shine tonight. Sky, you will always be mine.