Song Length |
6:54 |
Genre |
R & B - Soul, Rock - Funk |
Lyrics
The lights are on but there's no one in the room
He's out again digging up that old tomb
He enters through the door, the nymphets make their move
He doesn't understand the cracks that fill the groove
The initial moves are made, he's staggering in a trance
It's time to leave, begin the ritual dance
Her knees are close together until that fatal drink
The morning comes, don't know what to think
She turns to her side, can't remember his face
His wife sits at home she doesn't know her place
In a land that he's made on his own
His lover doesn't understand why she sits there all alone
Spends time with a crowd that sees him as a fool
Tries to prove himself, uses lovers as a tool
While his spouses trust and patience keeps on running down
Another pawn is taken by the temporary clown
He's out again, his wife can't stand the pain
Brought home to her with fists of fury untamed
She falls again and lays there on the floor
The blood drips from her face, she's treated like a whore
He storms out in a rage, she lays there by the phone
She has no one to call, she sits there all alone
He races down the road, the liquor takes its toll
He swerves off to the side, his body lays there cold
The phone rings only once, she picks it up and waits
The grim reaper on the line tells her of his fate
Feelings are mixed ones of love ones of hate
She wants to say she's sorry, for what it's still too late
Spends time with a crowd that sees him as a fool
Tries to prove himself, uses lovers as a tool
While his spouses trust and patience keeps on running down
Another pawn is taken by the temporary clown