one more night spent on your mirror 
black maria, in your eyes 
this stuff so strange and lonely 
England fades away 
in your eyes 

two o'clock in the morning 
ninety-four degrees 

through the stillness through the heat 
the cars go by on Fifth and 
breathing slow 
get up off the floor and angel 
put your clothes on 
it's time for us to go 

let's take a ride