Cry In The Dark

Searching for the treasure They have nowhere to hide Making sure for good measure They must have a strange case of Jekyll and Hyde Causing so much upheaval He wants her as his bride Giving them the touch of evil They must have a strange case of Bonnie and Clyde The guns cracked The earth shook The sky roared The wind howled And all we heard was a cry in the dark Perform for their pleasure They show a sense of dash Singing out for their leisure They must have a strange case of Crosby and Nash The guns cracked The earth shook The sky roared The wind howled And all we heard was a cry in the dark