Strange nights lie ahead
Can you feel it in your feet?
The urge to run wild
The need to be free
It's creeping on the horizon
As the sun dips out of sight
Frantic madness is on the rise
And it's rising up to you
Will you fight the frightening state?
Lock yourself away
Or will you go on the hunt
For a better stranger world
Half a world away
It lurks inside bottles of gin
Waiting to be uncorked
And set free into your soul
It lies in possibility
A car, a friend, and a midnight
The wind that ruffles your hair
Half smile and a maybe
Strange nights are just ahead
The sun has gone down
Steel your nerves
For the time of your life
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