End Of The Night

Our house, in the dull gray suburbs

Where the buildings are comin' down

We live in the

Polish Catholic

Irish part of the town

I'll be waiting for you, you'll be makin' a scene

I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

Help you find your way out, then we'll get you clean

I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

Find you at the end of the night

He likes Old

Style, the cervesa fria

At the tavern down by the park

He'll be O

K, but unless you're local

Don't go walkin' there after dark

I'll be waiting for you, you'll be makin' a scene

I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

Help you find your way out, then we'll get you clean

I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

You're my blood and my father

I'm just here to give you some help

Find you at the end of the night

We made our way back through the park

Just me and you and the dog

I felt the warm, brown syrup night

Pour over us 'til it was

Rembrandt dark

I'll be waiting for you, you'll be makin' a scene

I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

Help you find your way out, then we'll get you clean

I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

Find you at the end of the night

Find you at the end of the night

Find you at the end of the night