Letras
Slips on his sneakers and slides down the stairs
Out into the moonlight and the cold night air
As he glides through the darkness he leaves no trace
A spectre in the night, a man with no face
Oh, he's a sad gambler
Oh, he's that midnight rambler
He's a sad man
He's such a sad man
Slinking in the shadows and hiding in the park
Silent velvet temples, so still and so dark
You perform his wicked ritual again and again
'Cause nothing short of murder can ease his pain
He's an all day sleeper
Oh, the midnight creeper
He's a sad man
He's a bad man, oh yeah
He's a sad man, oh yeah
He's such a bad man, oh yeah
Each life he takes can never be the last
Christian forgiveness slipping from his grasp
From a life of desperate carnage there is no escape
Ah, the freedom he craves nevermore gonna take
Oh, he's a sad gambler
He's a midnight rambler
He's an all day sleeper
He's that midnight creeper
He's a sad man, oh yeah
He's such a bad man
Ah, he is restless
Mmm, he's a bad man
Yeah, yeah