Credits
Music/ Lyrics: Paul Brady
Lyrics
Drunk all the whiskey
But I still canÔÇÖt 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
CHORUS:
DonÔÇÖt know what IÔÇÖm doing here
DonÔÇÖt know what IÔÇÖm 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 streaminÔÇÖ down my cheekbones
Smoke stinginÔÇÖ my eyes
Walls drippinÔÇÖ like the jungle
But this ainÔÇÖt no paradise
CHORUS
Stumble up to the counter
Catch the tension in the air
Black Sabbath drive a young boy crazy
This ainÔÇÖt no frivolous affair
Young girl sipping Pernod
Budy hunger in her glance
No stoppinÔÇÖ when it comes to doinÔÇÖ
The Heavy Metal Romance
CHORUS
