Two in the morning, I'm feeling so restless
I can't seem to get no release
Closing my mind for a B-Movie Bedtime
But all I can see are police
Baby-blue junkies and jive mona lisas
And Doctors who give you disease
Black bony fingers and Rock 'n' Roll singers
Who end up by selling deep-freeze
Oh yeah! And it seems, by the end of the night
I'll be down on my knees, or as high as a kite
Love, I don't care where you've been,
Hanging around with those girls again
I know what it's like when you can't sleep at night
Cos your man's in some other world
You, you got snow on your nose
And I've got a load in my head
I'll sit and take off while you take off your clothes
Together we'll get wrecked in bed
Oh yeah! And it seems, by the end of the night
I'll be down on my knees, or as high as a kite
You and your shadow just a hazy connection
Just a thin line between now and then
Time hurries by like a dirty french raincoat
You scream and it seems it's the end
You, you got blood on your fingers
Your stories don't wash it away
You scream like a bitch and howl like a baby
And thank God it's the end of the day, it's all over, finished
Oh yeah! And it seems, by the end of the night
We'll be down on my knees, or as high as a kite
