All night long,
Driving highways.
All masks off,
Breaking silence.
There's no script
After twighlight.
Take one sip,
It's a nightlife.
Clerks and office phonies taking off their suits & ties.
Every night they leave behind all the rules and lies.
All revelers rushing up passing traffic lights,
Hurrying to the parties the reveal their savage sides.
Chorus:
Through the neon city,
Tonight we're not sleeping.
The night is when we're meeting
True reflections of our own.
When the sun goes down,
All our sins come out.
Unleash the gin, you know what I mean.
Open the bottle and fly with me - I'm Alladin.
Yeah, meet emerald days and sapphire nights.
We're booming the parties under the cover of city lights.
But be careful, it's a deadpool, don't look through the broken glass.
Maybe you don't see, but you may have a snake in your grass.
Those phonies are scurring around, but we see them cause we're not blind.
They're not ninjas but Judas looking for silver in the wine.
