Nights Like These Have Got Me in the Mood for Self-Destructive Behavior and a Tall Glass of Something Ugly

There goes Lonely Lisa serving her best dish Her next client drinking the morning away It's been too long since his wife was horny Right now everything's consequence free He just needs someone to please please me The smell of home lines the walls Everyone was doomed from the start Since she hit the ground falling It was gonna run apart A dingy little club in a shitty little alley Attracting all the right wrong people The smell of something from somewhere And the feel of a day from hell Neon lights line the streets Like that on a tree never before seen I don't think any escape is possible from here Seems as if someone's back for more Shocking right The missus said there was better than him That works for Lisa she needs a bit more gin He really just needs a means to an end And well this was better than his hand The smell of home lines the walls Everyone was doomed from the start Since she hit the ground falling It was gonna run apart A dingy little club in a shitty little alley Attracting all the right wrong people The smell of something from somewhere And the feel of a day from hell Neon lights line the streets Like that on a tree never before seen I don't think any escape is possible from here A dingy little club in a shitty little alley Attracting all the right wrong people The smell of something from somewhere And the feel of a day from hell Neon lights line the streets Like that on a tree never before seen I don't think any escape is possible from here