I wake up in the evening
The sun is still around
The street seems to be busy
I hear the traffic sounds
Last night`s been lousy
I had a lot to drink
Too many dry martinis
And cans of beer to sink
Another day, already night
Blue neon light
Blue neon light
I could call my Rhianna
Ask her to meet me now
I think I lost her number
It`s too late anyhow
I could turn on the TV
Or I could stay in bed
These Asians drive me crazy
These Asians drive me mad
Another day, already night
Blue neon light
Blue neon light
Night is near
I`m still in bed
Red curtain
Soft wind
Sunlight
And I was red
On the papers
On the floor
We did watch possessed
People, push and pull it
Moss turf, and other lads
My head`s still full of poison
What I do is insane
I should, perhaps, move out of here
Or take a plane to Spain
Refridgerator`s noise
I`ll get out, the only choice
Should I get up right now
Wait for me somehow
Don`t wanna know what for
To get out of this door
Should I phone Debbie Meier?
Is this the one desire?
I look into the mirror
My eyes can`t be in error
The sun`s now really gone
Perhaps I am the one
Nothing can creep in sight
I`m turning on the lights
Turning on the lights
I`m turning on the lights
I`m turning on the lights
I`m turning on the lights
I`m turning on the lights
I`m turning on the lights
The sun`s now really gone
Perhaps I am the one