The race is almost run The days of Pearly Spencer A tenement, a dirty street Walked and worn by shoe less feet Inside it's long and so complete Watched by shivering sun Old eyes in a small child's face Watching as the shadows race Trough walls and cracks

Everything happens to me Black cats creep across my path Until I'm almost mad I must have 'roused the devil's wrath Cause all my luck is bad I make a date for golf and you can bet your life it rains I try to give a party and the guy upstairs complains I

I'm gonna thrill you tonight Thriller, thriller night 'Cause this is thriller, thriller night It's close to midnight And something evil's lurking in the dark Under the moonlight You see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream But terror

Get, get, get, get, get out and push And now we're wasting time Same old pickup lines And you keep trying Don't waste time I can almost taste it All right, you sinners, swing! Danger in the rear view mirror There's trouble in the wind Badness bringing up

Remember me: I gave you life You would not take it Your suffering was all in vain It's almost over now Don't turn your back on Paradise The water's edge is where she waits Lost soul still wandering Meant to die, but she's stuck not crossing over

On and on and on, on, on, on Could you carry me? Back to where we started from On and on, could you carry me? How we got so far, you and me Almost like there's oceans between us, us So I need to know Back into your heart again Right into your distant

I've been thinking about you baby It don't matter, when you turn Gonna survive, live and learn By the light of dawn, and in my blues Day and night, I been missing you Almost makes me crazy Come and live with me Either way, win or lose When you're born

You don't have to throw back your pretty pink lemonade shooter And lean a little closer You don't have to keep on smiling that smile that's driving me wild And when the night is almost over Meet me in the middle of a moonlit Chevy bench seat And do a

We're only good 'cause you can have almost famous friends Besides, we've got such good fashion sense We're only good for the latest trend It's just past 8 and I'm feeling young and reckless The ribbon on my wrist says, "do not open before Christmas"

You're just a little bit out of my limit Its been two years now?? And in my mind now I've been over this a thousand times But its almost over lets start over 'Cause I never wanna be that guy No more having to chase to win that prize Back in high school