Nightcrawler - Adolescents

Vintage nightcrawler

Rotten to the core

What the tribes really want

Not how they really are

Death, you infinite jester

You cruel and timeless joke

Uttered from the lips of sorrow

Last words ever spoke

Then a laughing tremelo

A living, breathing sound

A yo-yo swinging upside down

Then the mime, he sings

«Nightcrawler» (x3)

Vintage nightcrawler

Hanging on a hook

Live the lie, high and dry

Yea, you wrote the book

Death is a prankster

A cruel and timeless joke

I’ll head down, underground

Ow nightcrawler (x2)

Truth never matters

In histories for fools

Creepy Crawl, I do it all

Ow nightcrawler (x2)

It was the chance of a lifetime

The only one you’ll get

Whether you swing by a rope or a hook

They never let you forget

How to feel indebted

For the crumbs you get

Drag the line one more time

Over seas of regret

Death is a prankster

A cruel and timeless joke

I’ll head down, underground

Ow nightcrawler (x2)

Truth never matters

In histories for fools

Creepy Crawl, I do it all

Ow nightcrawler (x2)

You study the lines of your face

In the mirror of vanity

Chop it up into tiny pieces

And give a line to me

Then like bait on a hook

Toss a line from the shore

Just wait, and wait, and wait

Until I want some more

Vintage nightcrawler

Rotten to the core

What you say you really want

Not how they truly are