When we came inside
You asked me if I`m well
Living like this
It gets you through the night
Sure you can Mr Bet`s on the prowl again
It gets you through the night
That at least tells the rest of the drawing king
It gets you through the night
Sure you can Mr Bet`s on the prowl again
It gets you through the night
As we`re doting along
Come out to the west backside of my eyes
True that`s true that`s true
You`re selling what you own
Selling yourself short of the life
that`s teeming in the dirt
Stop telling what you know
Suddenly you`re so sure of the life
that`s breeding in the dirt
It gets you through the night
Sure you can Mr Bet`s on the prowl again
It gets you through the night
As we`re doting along
Come out to the west backsides of my eyes
True that`s true that`s true
I`m off to the west it`s blinding my eyes
True that`s true that`s true
Come out to the west backsides of my eyes
You opened up
This is the kind of place I know
Let`s add up all the mischief and mercy ruins
`Cause these walls have all worn white