Many Moods at Midnight

We're alright There's been better days, some will say they start again tonight Alright Rum punch drunk Sold a leg or two, to paradise, we're left at the front Hold on So, I am calling out to you Sent from overseas Let's stay together I'm down on my knees I'm howling at the moon Snatching at your ear Futile Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Calling out to you Sent from overseas Let's stay together I'm down on my knees I'm howling at the moon Snatching at your ear Futile Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Those cargo pants hide all manner of sin Their demon demeanour gets let out on a limb The reel of weed, they just can't mess with the facts You don't love me, my dear, I don't know how to react So, I am calling out to you Sent from overseas Let's stay together I'm down on my knees I'm howling at the moon Snatching at your ear Futile Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Calling out to you Sent from overseas Let's stay together I'm down on my knees I'm howling at the moon Snatching at your ear Futile Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah