Blue midnight for the entertainers Still, they're going on with the show No one there but the sinners in the corner bu*toned-down shirts that glow,glow,glow They got their rights, the saints of tonight Everyone'S left, anyway The girls laugh and they enjoy their flight They get so high, high, high today While the drummer beats a familiar tune That just seems so out of tune And the singer just can't find the key But they don't care for any key When they rock They feel alright It's half past dawn And he's high as a kite and It's half past dawn She's got dirty piercings and a bad attitude Like a Rebel Rebel and a hand full of ludes Yeah the saints and sinner go on day to day
And the band still goes on for minimum wage It's no party but they're all in touch Speak out loud, just don't speak too much Because the guitar plays the popular solo And the keyboard sounds like an old piano When they rock on They feel alright It's half past dawn And he's high as a kite and It's half past dawn Smoking and dancing thru thoughts of dunes Ripping off their clothing for the full moon When they rock on They feel alright It's half past dawn And he's high as a kite and It's half past dawn She sings her line While the band plays on tonight She sings her line While the band plays on tonight