Lyrics

I remember the shirt you wore
And the night it was wicked
Bodies, bruises and buckknives
Burried deep in the thicket
Staring out at the black night
Eyes black as coal
You'd burn em like tobacco
And roll down the road

Tonight the devil is wide awake
Tonight the devil is wide awake
Time for crime
Knives and danger
Oh, and nothing is gonna save her
Tonight God's a failure

You were born in the black night
Into something sinister
That could marry and monster
And murder a sister
Here come the search lights
Panning the shore
And the dogs in the ditches
Helicopter roars

There's something wrong with the word
There's something wrong with the word
There's something wrong with the word
What's it coing to?
It coulda been your sister
Coulda been your brother
Coulda been your cousin
Or your aunt or your uncle
Could been your mother
Coulda been you
Coulda been you
You!
You!
Yeeaaaaah!

Trouble this morning
With the birds in the sky
Flew through the window
Started a fire
Smoke in the city
Dust in your eye
Sweet love and thunder and Jesus
It's gonna burn all night

Tonight the devi is wide awake
Tonight the devil is wide awake
Time for crime
Knives and danger
Oh, and nothing is gonna save ya
Look out for your friends
Look out for your neighbours
Comin over the ocean
To derail ya
Tonight God's a failure
Tonight God's a failure