All the bright blue sparks
You sent screaming down the boulevard
They come back whispering
Just like me
And your bloodshot stare
Burns straight through the daylight's glare
I don't know where you learned that look
But I know it didn't come free

You said you were a loaded gun
A clip-point blade
With a front-row seat
To the fool's parade
Thought I was bulletproof
Well honey, no one is
I has a pretty good view
From right here where I live

And everything is all lit up
Everything is all lit up
Everything is all lit up
And I'm all lit up

All your midnight wolves
You keep 'em howling at themselves
I don't know how you think
Through all that whining
And all your renaissance men
They're circling your gate again
So if it's all the same
I'll just stand back and watch you shining