Mo Bring Me A Spotlight
Reality escapers(...that's what you call us...)
The bad taste representers
A fantasy poor joke
That we're nothing but cheap pretenders
But we keep casting our spells
'Cause we suck at everything else
Take me to the night
Bring me a spotlight
In the loudest microphone
I'll howl for the moon light
The days of city heart are not over
So come on, shape up you bum dogs
(...that's what you tell us...)
You can't deny forever
You look like hell when you're broke
You're four pretentious losers
But we keep casting our spells
'Cause we suck at everything else
Take me to the night
Bring me a spotlight
In the loudest microphone
I'll howl for the moon light
The days of city heart are not over
Take me to the night
Bring me a spotlight
In the loudest microphone
I'll howl for the moon light
The days of city heart are not over
And we'll be dogs forever
Yeah we'll be dogs forever
