Under the veil of the perfume and paint
There was long ago a girl that used to be sane
A rose raised up to someday marry the sun
Instead of hiding in the shadows
With just anyone
Hey now, hurry now, night time girls
It's the right time now to get even with the world
Live fast, life's a gas
Night time girls
There's no future, just a path for you
To run from
To run from
Come

Come
Come
Come
It's not real, it's just a poor foolish dream
Hatred's half-sister is a man-made machine
Emotions or love, though she never ever pays a rent
So she spends all her kisses
And thinks they're all well spent
Hey now, hurry now, night time girls
It's the right time now to get even with the world
Live fast, night time girls
Live fast, life's a gas
Night time girls
There's no future, just a path for you
I said no future, just a path for you
There's no future, just a path for you to run from
Music
Music
Music
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Music
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