《The Night People》歌词

[00:00:13] blue neon clock fingers sneaking past the stars

[00:00:20] extinguish the last fuse of day

[00:00:26] through black rain-wet streets rush bleary-eyed cars

[00:00:33] stuffed with revellers drunk and blase

[00:00:40] in soho stained waiters bang dustbins around

[00:00:46] commissionaires yawn into tweed

[00:00:53] as empty and echo hose yesterday dawn

[00:01:00] the night people slide inbetween

[00:01:20] sallow dudes with spotlight eyes

[00:01:26] pour laughter sauce on ice

[00:01:32] velvet dolls with brandied smiles

[00:01:38] lean close with mouths of dice

[00:01:45] the tunnel band plays studded drums

[00:01:48] and spits electric spears

[00:01:50] as the dancers kick like marionettes

[00:01:53] through the smokescreen atmospheres

[00:01:56] dance on pale harlequins of night

[00:02:02] lest you scratch your gilded fears

[00:02:28] the paint peeling tea stall by charing cross bridge

[00:02:34] attracts lonely moths to its lamps

[00:02:41] in corners of archways on a benches oak ridge

[00:02:48] lie newspapered wine-softened tramps

[00:02:54] pushed on by policemen and queueing for soup

[00:03:00] evading the world's outstretched glove

[00:03:07] but one pain they share with the jewelled ghost troupe

[00:03:13] both searching for some kind of love

[00:03:33] gargoyles chewing on dead cigars

[00:03:38] stack chips in crystal halls

[00:03:45] sequinned starlets scent their breasts

[00:03:51] till the single finger calls

[00:03:57] rhinestoned strippers strut and peel

[00:04:00] for the cochineal stockade

[00:04:03] the gangster roars, his crew applauds

[00:04:06] at the punter's fun parade

[00:04:08] all worshiping the jaws of night

[00:04:13] where the piper is never paid

[00:04:21] champagned freaks in denim shirts

[00:04:28] snort energy in spoons

[00:04:34] laughing girls ask zodiac signs

[00:04:39] but their eyes sing lonely tunes

[00:04:46] it's four o'clock the wine is flat

[00:04:49] the coffee has long gone cold

[00:04:52] the rustlers pay their last respects

[00:04:55] then drive away blindfold...

[00:04:58] dead the hollow dreams of night

[00:05:05] turn grey dissolve... dissolve...

[00:05:29] leaves dervish dance on the coiled wind of dawn

[00:05:36] whisper... the curtain lifts... day

[00:05:42] news vans and lorries with oranges roar

[00:05:49] from fleet street to ealing broadway

[00:05:55] the first bus with charladies stops in the strand

[00:06:02] milk vans and post vans cruise by

[00:06:07] at euston commuters, shop girls and striped suiters

[00:06:14] are jostling and milling, cars hooting, brakes shrilling...