I drank sixteen doubles for the price of one Trying to find the courage to talk to one I asked her for a dance Not a second glance My night had just begun Well I drink to the father and the holy ghost I'm kneeling at the alter of my nightly post So I'll

You better watch out I remember it was late one night In the middle of a dream Woke up in a pool of sweat Thought I heard a scream Ran over to the window sill Stuck my head out for a peek Dressed in black was a man I didn't recognise

Anything goes The world has gone mad today And good's bad today And black's white today And day's night today When most guys today That women prize today Are just silly gigolos So though I'm not a great romancer

In the black of the night till the red morning light And I said nah nah hey hey Another dirty bird ain't giving out a taste And I said nah nah hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away That's not right Hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away You

Get me some division, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies Raising my sword to the lord! Calling your death in a black obsession, The only way wow!

I see the candle light burning in your Eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night Of passion and pain The razor caressed my flesh And my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire Years of pain are flowing down my arms. Sweet, red,

Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'mma live it up tonight First day out Gave my mama hundred racks And bought a iced-out AP watch And bought a Cuban links just to match it That was voodoo, that was magic Nigga be cappin', I just be laughin' That

Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks And the night is so black that the darkness cooks And you come creeping around, making me do things I don't want to do Can't believe that she needs my love so bad Come sneaking around, trying to

She's a magical, mystical woman She's queen of the night Lady evil, evil There's a place just south of Witches' Valley Where they say the wind won't blow And they only speak in whispers of her name There's a lady they say who feeds the darkness It eats

Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. Black night is not right, I don't feel so bright, I don't care to sit tight. I don't need a dark tree, I don't want a rough sea, I can't feel, I