Many Moods At Midnight

We're alright

There's been better days, some will say they start again tonight

Alright

Rum punch drunk

Sold a leg or two, to paradise, we're left at the front

Hold on

So, I am calling out to you

Sent from overseas

Let's stay together

I'm down on my knees

I'm howling at the moon

Snatching at your ear

Futile

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Calling out to you

Sent from overseas

Let's stay together

I'm down on my knees

I'm howling at the moon

Snatching at your ear

Futile

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Those cargo pants hide all manner of sin

Their demon demeanor gets let out on a limb

The reel of weed, they just can't mess with the facts

You don't love me, my dear, I don't know how to react

So, I am calling out to you

Sent from overseas

Let's stay together

I'm down on my knees

I'm howling at the moon

Snatching at your ear

Futile

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Calling out to you

Sent from overseas

Let's stay together

I'm down on my knees

I'm howling at the moon

Snatching at your ear

Futile

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah