It was cold that night from across the west and the days had lost their spark

And the yellow lights split the rain so bright and the dogs had lost their bark

What Hitchcock plots were hatched that night behind the shuttered door

When the curtain shook and the head beat down and he quietly was withdrawn



And we moved in the Beat

Beat of the Night, Beat of the Night

Beat of the Night



So I made my way to the top of the hill and I looked on down the road

And the air stood still in the frost and chill as the hours and the minutes unfold

But the trees they shook and the house creeked as though seized by a violent rage

And the wind bites deep and the wires shriek like a noise from beyond the grave



And they moved in the Beat

Swayed in the Beat

Talk in the Beat

The Beat of the Night



The sound of women crying made me go and investigate,

and I walked passed a row of houses 'til I reached #48

Where the huddled neighbors stood about, frightened shocked and scared

And the bleating of an abulence cut through the thickening air

And with a sickening sense of deja vu I knew what was coming next

I'd been here before, but when or how, I couldn't quiet connect

And from an open-windowed upstairs flat someone sang along

Yes I knew the words and I knew the tune

They were playing that beautiful song that went Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)(Yeah yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah yeah)



And we moved in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)

Rocked in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)

Talkin' in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)

The Beat of the Night (Yeah yeah yeah)

The Beat of the Night (Yeah yeah yeah)

The Beat of the Night (Yeah yeah yeah)



A black man slumped up against the door

And a Brown man lay face down on the floor

And a white woman sobbed on the second stair

And all the blood was red



And then they moved in the Beat

Rockin' in the Beat

Talkin' in the Beat

The Beat of the Night [x4]



Yes the tears of rage and the tears of anger flowed to the river bank

And at the local disco dancehall they were cranking up the skank

And the pulse of the noise went through the night into the washed-up back of my feet

And I smelled the fear and I tasted blood and the soundtrack was the Beat



As we moved in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)

Rockin' in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)

Murder in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)

The Beat of the Night (Yeah yeah yeah) [repeat til end]