Paul Brady

Night Hunting Time

Paul Brady


Drank all of the whiskey 
But I still can't get no rest 
Brain trapped on a roller coaster 
Got a pain in my chest 
Cold water on my eyeballs 
Send a shiver up my spine 
Hit the street in the wee wee hours 
This is the night hunting time 

Don't know what I'm doing here 
Got to get my senses clear 

Stumble in off the footpath 
Heard the sounds from below 
Get accustomed to the darkness 
Got to take it real slow 
Sweat streaming down my cheekbones 
Smoke stinging my eyes 
Walls dripping like the jungle 
But this ain't no paradisep> 

Struggle up to the counter 
Catch the tension in the air 
Black Sabbath drive a young boy crazy 
This ain't no frivolous affair 
Young girl sipping Pernod 
Body hunger in her glance 
No stopping when it comes to doin' 
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