Velvet Fog

Don't ask for favors And don't risk the truth My fingers are scissors They're cutting you through Cutting you through Cutting you through Velvet fog The bird in my open hand Is a captive for life Please don't misread now We're drinkin' happy tonight Cutting you through Cutting you through Velvet fog (inst.) And I hear you singin' When the pale moon gets down Nirvana's on the jukebox But Gene Pitney, owns this town And it's a town without pity It's a town without tears Velvet fog Velvet fog Velvet fog Velvet fog