All the railroad lights shine on the citynFull moon shall pass in twilightnIn the oldest oak tree by the neighboring factoriesnForever rising steel beams in twilight.nnIn the overpass view with the traffic lights hangingnBy threads like ornamentsnSo did you have your last drink?nDid you raise it up to me, just to spite me not being there with you?nnDrunk and fucked up like the twilightnDrunk and fucked up likenDrunk, like the twilight out tonightnnSo when the bar closes down it does murder to the citynDirty and peaceful and meannAnd for the record I'd stand right here on the cornernWaiting for justice to bring you here to me.nnDrunk and fucked up like the twilightnDrunk and fucked up likenDrunk, like the twilight out tonight.