Midnight, I think I'm gonna make it
Feel the magical lash of the roll and the crash in their lives..
Headline, in tomorrow's papers,
Kill that light it's so bright
And you're shining it right in my eyes.
Show me your secret and tell me your name
Catch me with your fizzy smile
Try to remember again and again,
What it is that I recognise -
Don't ask me now
When I need you I don't know how
To believe in your advice,
Just this once I take the dice.
Midnight, so what's the point of faking
For a kiss or a whisper you pull out a desperate prize..
Hold tight, onto Daddy's bracelet
Make them pay for their chances,
With money they don't think that's nice