Something In The Night (Live At Palace Theatre, Albany, Ny - 2/7/1977)

(Here we go)
(One, two, three, four)

Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!

Well, I'm riding down Kingsley
Figuring I'll get a drink
I turn the radio way up loud
So I don't have to think

And I take her to the floor
Looking for a moment when the world seems right
And I tear into the guts
Whoa, whoa, whoa, something in the night

Well, now God's angels can tear this town down
And blow it all into the sea
'Cause I don't care
There ain't nothing here for me

The street's a living sewer
There ain't nothing human inside
Just mutations living on
Whoa, whoa, whoa, something in the night

Now, nothing is forgotten or forgiven
When it's your last time around, huh!
And I got stuff running 'round my head
That I just can't live down

Well, I found the things I loved
Crushed and dying in the dirt
I tried to pick up the pieces
And get away without getting hurt

But they stopped us at the state line
And burned our cars in a firefight
And left us running burned and blind
Whoa, chasing something in the night

Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Yeah!