Shadow (Single Version)
If you go chasing some shadow at night
And you're reeling
Best just remember the winds in November
Blow cold
You fell down the stairs and you're lying there
Starin' at the ceiling
You try to go on but something is wrong
With your head
Day is passing
(What shall we do with the night)
Shadow's laughing
(A renegade looks for a fight)
Father's sleeping
(A mad dog stands ready to bite)
Mother's weeping
You ran out of Rascals last night
Cause you can't take the feeling
You can't beat the devil
If you don't know the rules of the game
They broke in last night and stole everything
While you were dreaming
But you reckon it's nothing
A bottle of whiskey won't solve
Day is passing
(What shall we do with the night)
Shadow's laughing
(A renegade looks for a fight)
Father's sleeping
(A mad dog stands ready to bite)
Mother's weeping
Stand in the park
Watching, waiting
Constantly gazing
Concealed in the dark
One look around
Cutting, smashing
Renegade slashing
Can you hear the sound of the screams
It's bringing you down to your knees
But nothing is quite what it seems
And you can stand up if you please
Cause it's only a dream
I'll lure that shadow right out of his hole
And I'll fight him
That son of a bitch has reckoning coming
I swear
I'll smash through the door and I'll reach down the hole
And I'll smite him
If the bastard's too chicken to come out
And put up a fight
Day is passing
(What shall we do with the night)
Shadow's laughing
(A renegade looks for a fight)
Father's sleeping
(A mad dog stands ready to bite)
Mother's weeping
And you're reeling
Best just remember the winds in November
Blow cold
You fell down the stairs and you're lying there
Starin' at the ceiling
You try to go on but something is wrong
With your head
Day is passing
(What shall we do with the night)
Shadow's laughing
(A renegade looks for a fight)
Father's sleeping
(A mad dog stands ready to bite)
Mother's weeping
You ran out of Rascals last night
Cause you can't take the feeling
You can't beat the devil
If you don't know the rules of the game
They broke in last night and stole everything
While you were dreaming
But you reckon it's nothing
A bottle of whiskey won't solve
Day is passing
(What shall we do with the night)
Shadow's laughing
(A renegade looks for a fight)
Father's sleeping
(A mad dog stands ready to bite)
Mother's weeping
Stand in the park
Watching, waiting
Constantly gazing
Concealed in the dark
One look around
Cutting, smashing
Renegade slashing
Can you hear the sound of the screams
It's bringing you down to your knees
But nothing is quite what it seems
And you can stand up if you please
Cause it's only a dream
I'll lure that shadow right out of his hole
And I'll fight him
That son of a bitch has reckoning coming
I swear
I'll smash through the door and I'll reach down the hole
And I'll smite him
If the bastard's too chicken to come out
And put up a fight
Day is passing
(What shall we do with the night)
Shadow's laughing
(A renegade looks for a fight)
Father's sleeping
(A mad dog stands ready to bite)
Mother's weeping
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Bober
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