Trippin' on Moonlight

she says she loves him
but you know she loves him better when he don't come home
she got friends, pretty little girlfriends
and everybody said he should have done it when he could have
then he woulda had it all
good advice, shoulda coulda woulda been nice

and your soul gets cheaper by the day
and the devil's sleepin' in your favourite chair
and you're comin' undone, but it's so much fun
find freedom when you just don't care
and the wolves won't bite when you're trippin' on moonlight

is it blood, is it wine?
it's a mighty fine line, but the bottle always ends up dry
it's good, maybe just a little too good
and mystery drips from her crimson lips
are you sure you really wanna know?
oh no, i really didn't think so

and your heart rate spikes when the lightning strikes
hot shock as you walk in the park
and your bones still shake from the last earthquake
and it's just another day in the dark
but the wolves won't bite when you're trippin' on moonlight

children choke on the hot black smoke
but they gotta keep the palace warm
too bad, shoulda had a rich dad
and the cream of the crop is risin' to the top
baby where does that leave us?
headed for oblivion, waitin' for the bus

and your soul gets cheaper by the day
and the devil's sleepin' in your favourite chair
and you're comin' undone, but it's so much fun
find freedom when you just don't care
and the wolves won't bite when you're trippin' on moonlight
and the sharks won't bite when you're trippin' on moonlight
and the bats don't bite when you're trippin' on moonlight

trippin'



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Writer(s): Conrad Vaughan Walz
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