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sumthin bout the nightime

As the day turns to dark
out here on the streets
the normal people working here
all turn to freaks

the managers now a drug dealer
paralegal is his middleman
dude who had the cash before
now hes collectin cans

something bout the nighttime
nighttime in a city
somethin bout the nighttime
doesnt look so...

The casinos all are oceans
card players turned to sharks
the ones on fire in the daytime
can barely fuckin make sparks

the tavern you were at before
nowits a speakeasy
and those nice girls you met there
now they're just fuckin sleezy

theres somthin bout the nighttime
but nothin i would change
somethin bout the night time
it no longer feels strange

the backdoor of the old pub
now it has a red light
you can get your fix one way or the other after the daylight
the girls all look like dudes
and the dudes all look like shit
and dont you look too close to the mirror or you'll find that you might fit


so drink and drink some more
it might just be ok
and if you drink enough you wont
remember the next day

cause the sun is comin up now and its time to go and hide
the light is getting brighter
you better stay inside

theres somethin bout the nighttime
you use too dodge all the sin
the shadows al took hold of you
and now you fit rite in
Written by jrocks
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