night job night job sunset on my window sill island of many hills deepest darkest midtown still i like it hypnotic sound and light another public fight now cock your head stage right just like that no matter what goes wrong you always know that you can sing along at your night job night job marx and lenin leather and lace a little leg and a lot of face now gone without a trace my night job cold clever queen of the stage keeps her man inside of a cage i remember you were all the rage my night job no matter what went wrong i always knew that i could hum along at my night job night job night job 