this town, this cityall the catholic girls are stayin 
inside tonight
and their heads are under pillows tonight
and their phones are off the hook tonight
you can stay for the meantime
but when the morning comes your ass will be layin in the 
gutter
and your face will be layin in a puddle
cause you know your last drink will bring you trouble
so drive fast to the border
i gotta know you won't fall asleep at the wheel
there are twin lights in this city
they're always blinking, bleeding always open for 
business
and always up for sale
this scene is war and i swear this place will drive you 
crazy
i don't know if you'll like it now