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