The Dead of Night (Live)

We're the horniest boys with the corniest ploys

Who take the easiest girls to our sleaziest worlds

With our lecherous plans in our treacherous hands

You'd be wasting your time saying, "No, it's a crime"

All that we live for, you'll regret

All you remember, we'll forget

We are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

We're twilight's parasites

With self-inflicted wounds

We are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoons

With our decadent minds and our innocent lines

You'll be playing our games with your bodies in flames

When delirious fun has seriously begun

You'll be down on your knees, you'll be begging us, "Please"

All we're demanding, you'll supply

All we're accused of, we'll deny

We are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

We're twilight's parasites

With self-inflicted wounds

We are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoons

We are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

We're twilight's parasites

With self-inflicted wounds

We are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoons

We are the dead of night