flash of light better wear your shades be complete like the seventh day seduction from a higher power illuminate your darkest hour nature s gift we understand don t be afraid to lend a hand the girls are gettin made up but the hands on the clock are straight up don t leave the club yet hey wait up a touch of heaven at the stroke of midnight lying in the aftermath the bliss we made has come too fast still six hours from the sun ready again at 12 01 our first round has come and gone won t stop until the crack of dawn the winds of wood are groanin sweet epidermis showin wet your reed start blowin succumb to the passion at the stroke of midnight the girls are gettin made up but the hands on the clock are straight up don t leave the club yet hey wait up a touch of heaven at the stroke of midnight the winds of wood are groanin sweet epidermis showin wet your reed start blowin succumb to the passion at the stroke of midnight  the girls are gettin made up but the hands on the clock are straight up don t leave the club yet hey wait up a touch of heaven at the stroke of midnight