Let me run with you tonight
I’ll take you on a moonlight ride
There’s someone I used to see
But she don’t give a damn for me
But let me get to the point, let’s roll another joint
And turn the radio loud, I’m too alone to be proud
You don’t know how it feels
You don’t know how it feels to be me
Oh, I’m sleeping under strange, strange skies
Just another mad, mad day on the road
My dreams is fading down the railway line
I’m just about a moonlight mile down the road
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Let’s swim to the moon, uh huh
Let’s climb through the tide
Penetrate the evenin’ that the
City sleeps to hide
Let’s swim out tonight, love
It’s our turn to try
Parked beside the ocean
On our moonlight drive
Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere, waiting for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And watches the ships that go sailing
Say, can I have some of your purple berries?
Yes, I’ve been eating them for six or seven weeks now
Haven’t got sick once
Probably keep us both alive
Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy
Easy, you know the way it’s supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline, let us be
Talkin’ 'bout very free and easy
I’m free–I’m free
And freedom tastes of reality
I’m free–I’m free
And I’m waiting for you to follow me
I go out walking after midnight
Under the moonlight, just like we used to do
I go out walking after midnight, searching for you
I took the city 'bout one A.M
(loaded, loaded)
I’m all geared up to score again
(loaded, loaded)
I come alive in the neon light
That’s when I make my moves right
Living after midnight
Rocking to the dawn
Loving till the morning
Then I’m gone, I’m gone
I’m feeling kinda freaky, maybe it’s the club lights
I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend if you don’t mind
I love a little drama, let’s start a bar fight
'Cause everything good happens
After midnight
Don’cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don’cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don’cha?
Is you with me now?
Then biggie-biggie-bounce
I know you dig the way I sw-sw-switch my style
(Holla) People sing around
Now people gather 'round
Now people jump around
Go, get your freak on
All that pressure got you down
Has your head been spinning all around?
Feel the rhythm, check the rhyme
Come on along and have a real good time
Like the days of stomping at the Savoy
Now we “freak,” oh, what a joy
Just come on down to the 54
Find your spot out on the floor
Creme tangerine and Montelimar
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
Coffee dessert, yes, you know it’s good news
But you’ll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you; you answer quite slowly
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
The fishing boats go out across the evening water
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border
The wind whips up the waves so loud, the ghost moon sails among the clouds
Turns the rifles into silver on the border
On my wall the colours of the maps are running
From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming
The torches flare up in the night, the hand that sets the farms alight
Has spread the word to those who’re waiting on the border
Take me down to my boat on the river
I need to go down; need to come down
Take me back to my boat on the river
And I won’t cry out anymore
Time stands still as I gaze in her waters
She eases me down, touching me gently
With the waters that flow past my boat on the river
So I don’t cry out anymore
Something 'bout a boat
Sitting on the sea
Out there in the wind
Floating on the free
Take you around the world
Bring you back home
Gives a man hope
Something 'bout a boat
Howling winds and the raging waves
Cracked upon the boats
And torn from safety, torn from life
Men with little hope
Ghostly echoes at the harbour
Whispering of death
Women weeping holding hands
Of those they still have left
Shadows falling at the harbour
Women stand around
Weather storms another way
For men the sea have drowned
The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows cold and rainy
My love she’s like some raven
At my window with a broken wing
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the captain did too
T’was the witch of November come stealin’
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November came slashin’
When afternoon came it was freezin’ rain
In the face of a hurricane west wind