Something in the Night (Live at Palace Theatre, Albany, NY - 2/7/1977)

(Here we go)

(One, two, three, four)

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Well, I'm riding down Kingsley

Figuring I'll get a drink

I turn the radio way up loud

So I don't have to think

And I take her to the floor

Looking for a moment when the world seems right

And I tear into the guts

Whoa, whoa, whoa, something in the night

Well, now God's angels can tear this town down

And blow it all into the sea

'Cause I don't care

There ain't nothing here for me

The street's a living sewer

There ain't nothing human inside

Just mutations living on

Whoa, whoa, whoa, something in the night

Now, nothing is forgotten or forgiven

When it's your last time around, huh!

And I got stuff running 'round my head

That I just can't live down

Well, I found the things I loved

Crushed and dying in the dirt

I tried to pick up the pieces

And get away without getting hurt

But they stopped us at the state line

And burned our cars in a firefight

And left us running burned and blind

Whoa, chasing something in the night

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Yeah!