Things Get Shaky 'Round Midnight

Things get shaky 'round midnight
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The blood burns a hole in your eyes
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 Somethin' in the floor, it's risin' up now
 It's surely gonna get you if you turn around
 You don't know why and you don't know how
 But it's you it wants, you wear the crown
 You're the king of the night and the trash that comes
 From forgivin' yourself of all wrong deeds
 You run and skip and hop and jump
 But it knows just what you think you need
 Your pockets is a treasure chest
 Of all you've lost and left behind
 As pirates go you've been the best
 Far as you know, peg-legged, patch-eyed
 So you take you down t'where the rum is drunk
 You sing sailin' songs that you never knew
 Can't remember if that dumb young punk
 You kicked in the alley was him or you
 Things get shaky 'round midnight
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The blood burns a hole in your eyes
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The garbage flies and so's your thoughts
 To a girl you met last week, last night
 You try to remember to forget but forgot
 What she looked like in the candlelight
 How she smiled and what she said
 And how she cried when ships ahoy
 And how the dyin' and the dead
 Done turned you into a wanderin' boy
 Things get shaky 'round midnight
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The blood burns a hole in your eyes
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The walls is covered in foreign tongues
 And your friends they've got their own words, too
 So, you're still out lookin' for breath for lungs
 That don't open up 'til day is through
 The wheels will spin and skid they might
 As you sail these streets, flags shot to hell
 Things get shaky 'round midnight
 But you never know, could be just as well
 Things get shaky 'round midnight
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The blood burns a hole in your eyes
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The kids is cryin' and the dogs they bark
 And your ghost, he says a few words
 You hear the singin' of a meadowlark
 But the sounds you make, man, no one's heard
 They ask you twice on your return of
 What you've seen and what you may
 They ask about the bridges burned
 You cannot speak, you cannot say that
 Things get shaky 'round midnight
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The blood burns a hole in your eyes
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 Spooky houses, black lights
 Unbuttoned blouses adn knife fights
 Things get shaky 'round midnight
 And it ain't no better by sunrise
 The blood burns a hole in your eyes
 And it ain't no better by sunrise