Under the yellow fog the local diggers cry
Leave all your dead outside
Leave all your dead outside
They walk the neon strand
With bitter appetite
They won't sleep tonight
They won't sleep tonight
Under the silver sky the bandit throws a five
She is my only vice?
She is my only vice?
I walk the neon strand
with bitter appetite
I won't sleep tonight
I won't sleep tonight

And if there's something that you think you heard
stupid question, but don't say a word
And if there's something that you think you heard
broke consenous or rather a curse
Tonight

Under the yellow fog you [bad word] and hide
She won't sleep tonight
She won't sleep tonight

Under the silver sky she don't feel alright
We won't sleep tonight
We won't sleep tonight

Under the winter moon the local diggers cry
She won't sleep tonight
She won't sleep tonight
Sleep tonight