Blue midnight for the entertainers
Still, they're going on with the show
No one there but the sinners in the corner
bu*toned-down shirts that glow,glow,glow They got their rights, the saints of tonight
Everyone'S left, anyway
The girls laugh and they enjoy their flight
They get so high, high, high today While the drummer beats a familiar tune
That just seems so out of tune
And the singer just can't find the key
But they don't care for any key When they rock
They feel alright
It's half past dawn
And he's high as a kite
and It's half past dawn She's got dirty piercings and a bad attitude
Like a Rebel Rebel and a hand full of ludes
Yeah the saints and sinner go on day to day
And the band still goes on for minimum wage It's no party but they're all in touch
Speak out loud, just don't speak too much
Because the guitar plays the popular solo
And the keyboard sounds like an old piano When they rock on
They feel alright
It's half past dawn
And he's high as a kite
and It's half past dawn Smoking and dancing thru thoughts of dunes
Ripping off their clothing for the full moon When they rock on
They feel alright
It's half past dawn
And he's high as a kite
and It's half past dawn She sings her line
While the band plays on tonight
She sings her line
While the band plays on tonight