Grey skies and light fading Headlamps making patterns on the wall Uptown, it's dead now, but Out here no one seems to care at all Sick girls and sick boys and Each one lining up to take him home They hold tight, their coin and They pray no one has to see them fall I'm there, yeah, I serve them The one with the empty looking eyes Come closer, you'll see me The face that is used to telling lies Saturday nights in neon light Sunday in the cell Pills enough to make me feel ill Cash enough to make me well Take me, take me to the riot Take me, take me to the riot Take me, take me to the riot Take me, take me to the riot Take me You sprung me, I'm grateful I love when you tell me not to speak I owe you, but I know you You'll have me back but it's gonna take a week What now, kid? Which way, love? Will we ever make up and be friends? Good news is my shoes is Lined with all my nickels and my tens Let's do that, just feed me I hate when I have to get to sleep You despise me and I love you It's not much but it's just enough to keep Saturday nights in neon light Sunday in the cell Pills enough to make me feel ill Cash enough to make me well Take me, take me to the riot Take me, take me to the riot Take me, take me to the riot Take me, take me to the riot And let me stay And let me stay Let me stay, let me Let me stay © ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com