He Was Starting to Foam in the Heat.
Happy October! Let's pull some old lyrics out to share this month. Here's two for your sunny Sunday!
Sirens are screaming and the fires are howlin
way down in the valley tonight.
There's a man in the shadows with a gleam
in his eye and a blade shinin oh so bright.
There's evil in the air and there's thunder
in the sky and a killer's on the blood-shod
streets. Oh and down in the gutter, where
the deadly arise, you know I swear I saw
a young boy, down in the gutter...
Bat Out of Hell (1978)
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| Not Darryl Hall and John Oates |
I know just how to whisperAnd I know just how to cryI know just where to find the answersAnd I know just how to lieI know just how to fake itAnd I know just how to schemeI know just when to face the truthAnd then I know just when to dreamAnd I know just where to touch youAnd I know just what to proveI know when to pull you closerAnd I know when to let you looseAnd I know the night is fadingAnd I know the time's gonna flyAnd I'm never gonna tell you everything I've gotta tell youBut I know I've gotta give it a tryAnd I know the roads to richesAnd I know the ways to fameI know all the rules and then I know how to break 'emAnd I always know the name of the gameBut I don't know how to leave youAnd I'll never let you fallAnd I don't know how you do it...
Making love out of nothing at all
~ Jim Steinman, Air Supply (1983)
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