No one here sleeps, when the dark fall,
people yelling, people, shout, people crawl.
Strange species hanging around alone at nights
in shady bars under the lusty red lights.

You can say, it’s very late baby, almost 4’ o clock.
But I say it's is early, still plenty of alcohol and smoke.
Lunatic prophets, with bibles thrown in the mud,
abusion in the branch of the good from the bad.

Lonely people staring on their drinks all night long,
a pretty music playing but who cares about the song.
I fall in love with girls that I will never never know,
the life is moving slowly here, but God I have to go.

anybody missing me? anybody missing me?
anybody missing me? anybody missing me?

A hanging phone, and the moments stepping bored,
someone is awake, waiting a God damned call.
Who says that love should always be soft and gentle,
there’s no pink clouds inside the rooms of the cheap hotel.

Everything here is exactly like before,
people learning from TV how to hate or love.
A living funeral this place, an other stumbling step,
but once you’re in hell, only the devil himself can help.

You cam buy me a drink and I'll follow you
you can have me for this night.
And I wonder if any, I wonder if anybody really missing me?