Stumble on to the pavement; they're strapped tight to bed
They've got a fetish for sheep' straitjacket 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 go weak' and I swoon' underneath the pallet moon
Praise the night' and praise the night
The only time I feel alright
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 once shy' come bloom and blanket earth
I feel beloved and blessed' quite Byron-esque
The need to just get off my chest that' 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 time I feel alright

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 combusts' and I swoon' underneath the pallet moon
Praise the night' and praise the night
The only time I feel alright