Not the way you want them to
But you ain't got a real fight, oh,
Somewhere in your newest fears, oh,
Sunday morning won't appear
Oh, I say, oh, the night,
Baby, it's your young age
Oh, hold it like a prison cage
You're always thinking of somewhere
Oh, cause anything is better than here
Somewhere in your bluish fears
Sunday morning won't appear
Oh, I say, oh, the night,
Oh, I say, oh, the night, oh,
You know your daddy lives hard
Go on and knock on his grave
And slap you right in the face
I don't think your day has come
Oh, honey, oh, the night, oh,
And someone's got their hands on you
Oh, now what the hell are you gonna do?
I say, oh, the night, oh,