GREEN LIGHT
SEVEN ELEVEN
YOU STOP IN
FOR A PACK
OF CIGARETTES
YOU DON'T SMOKE
DON'T EVEN WANT TO
HEY NOW
CHECK YOUR CHANGE
DRESSED UP
LIKE A CAR CRASH
YOUR WHEELS
ARE TURNIN'
BUT YOU'RE
UPSIDE DOWN
YOU SAY
WHEN HE HITS YOU
YOU DON'T MIND
BECAUSE WHEN
HE HURTS YOU
YOU FEEL ALIVE OH NO
IS THAT WHAT IT IS
RED LIGHT GRAY MORNIN'
YOU STUMBLE
OUT OF A HOLE
IN THE GROUND
A VAMPIRE OR A VICTIM
IT DEPENDS ON
WHO'S AROUND
YOU USED TO STAY IN
TO WATCH
THE ADVERTS
YOU COULD LIP SYNCH
TO THE TALK SHOWS
AND IF YOU LOOK
YOU LOOK THROUGH ME
AND WHEN YOU TALK
YOU TALK AT ME
AND WHEN I TOUCH YOU
YOU DON'T
FEEL ANYTHING
IF I COULD STAY
THEN THE
NIGHT WOULD
GIVE YOU UP
STAY
AND THE DAY WOULD
KEEP ITS TRUST
STAY
AND THE NIGHT WOULD
BE ENOUGH
FAR AWAY SO CLOSE
UP WITH THE STATIC
AND THE RADIO
WITH SATELLITE
TELEVISION
YOU CAN GO
ANYWHERE
MIAMI NEW ORLEANS
LONDON BELFAST
AND BEL AIR
AND IF YOU MISS IT
I CAN'T CALL
AND IF YOU JUMP
YOU JUST MIGHT FALL
AND IF YOU SHOUT
I HOPE TO HEAR YOU
IF I COULD STAY
THEN THE NIGHT WOULD
GIVE YOU UP
STAY
THEN THE DAY WOULD
KEEP ITS TRUST
STAY
WITH THE DEMONS
YOU DROWNED
STAY WITH THE SPIRIT
I FOUND
STAY
AND THE NIGHT WOULD
BE ENOUGH
WOH OH
HOO OOH OOH OOH
WOH OH
OOH HOO OOH OOH
WOH OH
OOH OOH OOH OOH
WOH OH
OOH OOH OH OOH
THREE O'CLOCK
IN THE MORNIN'
IT'S QUIET
AND THERE'S
NO ONE AROUND
JUST THE BANG
AND THE CLATTER
AS EVERYTHING
RUNS TOGETHER
JUST THE BANG
AND THE CLATTER
AS YOUR ANGEL
HITS THE GROUND