Here he comes through the crowd Eyes black and limp Buttons missing from a silken shirt Shades inside at night, he´s a full time flirt Cocksure and vain
He´s a walkin´ state Powders in his pocket ends up on his knees Puts an arm around you, says he aims to please And you follow like the hound you are Just take a sip, just take a hit You can´t refuse, the fuse is lit You know you want to let him lead your soul astray Says he can make the night sing And he´s got just the very thing He takes you by the nose and you sniff his scent Takes you in the mouth on his knees by the bins And then he´s straight back to the bar Just take a sip, just take a hit You can´t refuse, the fuse is lit It´s not a game, you´ll win, but how you love to play And what has the night to do with sleep
There is no secret she won´t keep It´s always sinful in the sunlight anyway He´s got his bloodshot eye on your sister This rebel in rouge, this howling hipster He´s always in the dark but he knows his way around He´s always talkin´ piss but he thinks he´s so profound All hail the false enchanter Raise a full cup to the rebel ranter He´s got the double horn Leaving all the lovely ladies all alone And he teases and he toys with dumbstruck boys We don´t stand a fucking chance There he goes through the crowd Unprincipled and proud Taking lots of numbers but he won´t phone back He´s maybe wearing make-up but his tears are black
As he leaves you with another scar You fuck it up again Just take a sip, just take a hit You can´t refuse, the fuse is lit With just a wink your superego starts to fray (He sucks you in) What has the night to do with sleep There is no secret she won´t keep It´s only sinful in the sunlight anyway