Sinners of St. Elsewhere
We don't need no invitation
We act with no hesitation
Never think twice
Rollin' the dice
We aim to misbehave
Read us our last rites
Leave em' in a past life
We're taking this to the grave
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till the morning sun
And we're taking the long way back home
We're the Sinners of St. Elsewhere
Something of a myth
But more like a prayer
Looking for love
In the backseat of a
Dark haired stranger's car
Make our getaway
Some will say
They're taking it way too far
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till we see the morning sun
And we're taking the long way back home.
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till we see the morning sun
And we're taking the long way back home
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till we see the morning sun
AND WE'RE NEVER, NEVER COMING BACK HOME
We act with no hesitation
Never think twice
Rollin' the dice
We aim to misbehave
Read us our last rites
Leave em' in a past life
We're taking this to the grave
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till the morning sun
And we're taking the long way back home
We're the Sinners of St. Elsewhere
Something of a myth
But more like a prayer
Looking for love
In the backseat of a
Dark haired stranger's car
Make our getaway
Some will say
They're taking it way too far
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till we see the morning sun
And we're taking the long way back home.
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till we see the morning sun
And we're taking the long way back home
Into the night
Under streetlights
Were slipping away
Into the mist
On the late shift
Were drifting away
Never have a clue
What we're gonna do
The wind points where we go
No one says were done
Till we see the morning sun
AND WE'RE NEVER, NEVER COMING BACK HOME
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Jacobs
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.