Angel City: Wasted sleepless nights

Knocking at the window, standing in the rain Ulysses smiles as he takes his pillThe street walker knows his middle name She understands why he's dressed up to kill Poor little rich boy born to the thin woman The papers said he'd never be deprived The dust shifted in and out of time He lost his grip on his privileged life Now he's got children and a fat lady Who watch over him, he watches them The house is brimming over with inside information If learning is a crime it's looking grimI've got my hands in the water dipping in the dirty There might be a witness I better keep out of sight They've got their feet in the doorway Trying not to hurt me This'll be the end of wasted sleepless nights Wasted sleepless nights Somewhere in the dark room there's a sign on the door That says "help for those who got the urge to stray" They've got boudoirs and operating theatres And microphone apostles who got nothing to say Now the finger's moving in for the kill Save up your breath! slow down your death! Don't you know they weren't around When the loving angel said "don't seek the living Out here with the dead"I've got my hands in the water dipping in the dirty There might be a witness I better keep out of sight They've got their feet in the doorway Trying not to hurt me This'll be the end of wasted sleepless nights I've got my hands in the water dipping in the dirty There might be a witness I better keep out of sight They've got their feet in the doorway Trying not to hurt me This'll be the end of wasted sleepless nights Wasted sleepless nights Oh, those wasted sleepless nights(Break)Staring voices from the dark room Staring voices from the dark roomThey are the wind that blows forever around the sun They are the beating of the city drum And if you could see me now You'd burn a fifty dollar billTake valium and arithmetic Take a calculated thrill Staring voices from the dark room (wasted sleepless nights)Staring voices from the dark room (wasted sleepless nights)Staring voices from the dark room (wasted sleepless nights) Staring voices from the dark room (wasted sleepless nights) Staring voices from the dark room (wasted sleepless nights) Staring voices from the dark room (wasted sleepless nights)