Roger Chapman Come The Dark Night
In the neon jungle, where the poison rains
Call the hand of justice, out come the feet of clay
There growing endless signals of acute distress
Tripping up on the red tape another SOS -
But come the dark night
Under the pale of the street light
You can hang loose from the dog-fight
'Cos nobody cares-
Better come the dark nights
Come the dark night
Sit there wrapped in thunder, you're down and out of luck
Waiting on the breadline until your button's pushed
And in that house of plastic, where the soft-wares checked
Spitting total recall from each icy breath -
But come the dark night
Under the pale of the street light
You can hang loose from the dog-fight
'Cos nobody cares-
Better come the dark nights
Come the dark night
Now when the night is over another day begins
You've got to shed your identity and take another skin
Then be a cold statistic down in City Hall
Just a name and number, a shadow on the wall -
But come the dark night
Under the pale of the street light
You can hang loose from the dog-fight
'Cos nobody cares-
Better come the dark nights
Come the dark night
