Night Writer
Lookin' for the perfect site
Where I can show my stuff tonight
The concrete canvas waits for me
I'm read, I'm ready
When everybody's in their bed
I speak to you in black and red
I don't get paid for what I do
But I like it
You can wipe out my lines
Call it a crime
Pass some legislation
But you're never gonna catch
The Night Writer
I work on the walls
Sayin' it all
When there's no one around
The Night Writer
I do it alone
When you're in your home
And you're never gonna catch me
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
I used to do this just for kicks
Now I'm the prophet of the bricks
Exhibitions everywhere
And I like it, whoa
My total anonymity
Should help you to remember me
There's always something more to say
So I'll write it
You can wipe out my lines
Call it a crime
Pass some legislation
But you're never gonna catch
The Night Writer
I work on the walls
Sayin' it all
When there's no one around
The Night Writer
I do it alone
When you're in your home
And you're never gonna catch me
Whoa, whoa, whoa
You can wipe out my lines
Call it a crime
Pass some legislation
But you're never gonna catch
The Night Writer
I work on the walls
Sayin' it all
When there's no one around
The Night Writer
I do it alone
When you're in your home
And you're never gonna catch...
The Night Writer
I work on the walls
Sayin' it all
When there's no one around
The Night Writer
I do it alone
When you're in your home
And you're never gonna catch me
'Cause I'm the Night Writer
Oh, Night Writer
I work on the walls
I'm sayin' it all
Whoa, whoa
Night Writer
Night Writer