Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cries From The Midnight Circus, artist - The Pretty Things. Date of issue: 19.09.2010
Song language: English
Cries From The Midnight Circus |
| In the concrete valleys the electric storm |
| We members of the midnight circus |
| Our bodies so brightly adorn |
| In your long sedans and your Oldsmobiles |
| Through that slit in your face, you ask me |
| How it feels |
| Can you hear me, can you hear me |
| I’m a-telling you again |
| Daughters of Satan all stand in line |
| With faces greased and a mouth full of shine |
| With iron hand you bruise the flesh |
| Then through a closing door you ask |
| Pray why the distress |
| Hear me, can you hear me, can you |
| Midnight sailors can stay |
| We won’t send you away |
| See me here on my knees |
| You lie in the alley, with blood on your clothes |
| As fingers round your throat they close |
| Your cries of murder, splash on the walls |
| As you die, you think about the injustice of it all |
| Can you hear me … |
| Hear me … |
| See Satan’s daughters' red light |
| They have such good appetites |
| Another clown packs his drag … |