Another saturday night. And she knows where she's going. That small corner bar. On the far side of town. Folks call her ol' faithful. Cause she's always hanging around.
Beware, beware out of their closets. The skeletons are coming. Come down with me where the woods meet the water. Let's get away from your dirty little secrets.
They call this the badlands, baby. But it used to be bayou. The shore of an inland sea. And I can hear you coming. . What foul beast stalks this way. The night is dim.
We'll book this tour, it'll be oh, oh, oh so good. We're gonna steal your guarantee, shit. . Oh, steer clear, we're on a wicked path. We've got plans, wicked plans.
Raised on words like 'Punishment'. And 'God will get you if you don't do what you're told'. Nuns turned children into fearful right handed. Little servants of the Lord.
Stood a building by the river in a place called Bordertown. Me and my friend Little Steven used to take our money down. We were only seventeen then, starving for experience.
The ties that bind unravelled on an August night. She left his tired love behind, in a laundromat, in black and white. The powers that be decided it was time to let him go.
We had our day in the sun. And it was a good day. You thought maybe I was the one. And I felt the same way. But now the walls are crumbling down around us.
[piano version]. . Strange vibe. circles round. Tries to comfort. buzzing sound. Form an arrow. point at us. We the target. are the one. Drop yourself.
Strip away the bar and gun shop. Strip away the lonesome telephone lines. Strip away the faded black top. Strip away these things,. I'll tell you what you'll find.
Wandering. Walking. Drifting with the tide. . Browsing. Searching. Finding our way through life. . Whatever we find. It is all about to last for a while.
Blaming global infection. For the illness in him. Little knowledge of the non-affection. Between him and his kin. . Old, grey, bitter, anxious and collapsed.
Why did I ever think. life is about to go on. in a minute. . And did I ever see. life is about to go on. in a minute. Life never goes on. Those are empty words.
Blown me away. Showed me a sign. Gave me some peace. So I can get by. . Blown me away. Cause I needed to find. My place in this world. So I can survive.
Well, they claim that you took me away. They claim that your love came down on me. They claim that you took me away. They claim you're to blame in changing me.
There were fourteen reasons for sayin' goodbye. Like the look on her face and the look in her eye. And the way that she broke the man down. Left the man in pieces here on sinkin' ground.
Loaded tongue and dirty fingers. Queen of her mother's house. Come step outside feeling full moon high. Let's see what we can live without. . Fix an eye to the dimestore villain.
Chorus:. Broadway is dark tonight. A little bit weaker than you used to be. Broadway is dark tonight. See the young man sitting. In the old man's bar.
Boy when out on a boat tonight. Waiting on his lover. Seen his mermaid bride in the moonlight. And the arms of another. She said "standing on the water is easier to do.