Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Angels
The Angels
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Graham Bidstrup
Graham Bidstrup
Composer
Rick Brewster
Rick Brewster
Composer
NEESON
NEESON
Composer
John Brewster
John Brewster
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(One, two, three, four)
[Verse 2]
Knocking at the window, standin' in the rain
Ulysses smiles as he takes his pills
The street walker knows his middle name
She understands why he's dressed up to kill
[Verse 3]
Poor little rich boy born to the thin woman
The papers said he'd never be deprived
The dust shifted in and out of time
He lost his grip on his privileged life
[Verse 4]
Now he's got children and a fat lady
Who watch over him, he watches them
The house is brimmin' over with inside information
If learning is a crime, it's looking grim
[Verse 5]
I've got my hands in the water, dippin' in the dirty
There might be a witness, I better keep out of sight
They've got their feet in the doorway, trying not to hurt me
This'll be the end of wasted sleepless nights
Wasted sleepless nights
[Verse 6]
Somewhere in the dark room there's a sign on the door
That says, "Help for those who've got the urge to stray"
They've got boudoirs and operating theaters
And microphone apostles who've got nothing to say
[Verse 7]
Now the finger's movin' in for the kill
Save up your breath, slow down your death
Don't you know they weren't around when the loving angel said
"Don't seek the living out here with the dead"
[Verse 8]
I've got my hands in the water, dippin' in the dirty
There might be a witness, I better keep out of sight
They've got their feet in the doorway, trying not to hurt me
This'll be the end of wasted sleepless nights
I've got my hands in the water, dippin' in the dirty
There might be a witness, I better keep out of sight
They've got their feet in the doorway, trying not to hurt me
This'll be the end of wasted sleepless nights
Wasted sleepless nights
[Verse 9]
Oh, those wasted sleepless nights
[Verse 10]
Staring voices from the dark room
Staring voices from the dark room
They are the wind that blows forever around the sun
They are the beating of the city drum
[Verse 11]
And if you could see me now
You'd burn a fifty dollar bill
Take Valium and arithmetic
Take a calculated thrill
[Verse 12]
Staring voices from the dark room (Wasted sleepless nights)
Staring voices from the dark room (It's the sleepless nights)
Staring voices from the dark room (Wasted sleepless nights)
Staring voices from the dark room (Wasted sleepless nights)
Staring voices from the dark room (Wasted sleepless nights)
Staring voices from the dark room (Wasted sleepless nights)
Staring voices from the dark room
Staring voices
Written by: Graham Bidstrup, John Brewster, NEESON, Rick Brewster
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