Night Attack
Brent Eccles, Doc Neeson, Rick Brewster, John Brewster
Streets are empty and the parks are dark
And the shadows in the doorways seems to shoot at me
It's after midnight and I'm walking alone
I'm hearing footsteps down every alley I see
Made it past the factories, gotta get through the trees
Night opens up to me
I'm only half-home, headed on the path
To a Night Attack
Standing in a cold sweat, no escape
I wish I have an atom bomb, I'd even settle for a gun
Feel like a blind man running from a man dog
Odds in his favour are 1,000 to one
Something moved – someone's there –
Night opens up to me
I'm only half-home, headed on the path
To a Night Attack