Nightmares - J. Geils Band

It’s past the hour

When you’re gone for good

And you know, you know you know you know you know you know you know you know

you know you know

You ain’t never comin' back.

Nightmare.

Nightmare.

When double trouble smashes you through the face

And a wild man runs away with your shoe

Nightmare.

Nightmare.

Burnin' blood is drippin' from your face

And your dressed to kill

And you just still

Can’t get your fill

And they start draggin' you up the hill

And you start gettin' that real down chill.

Left coast phone calls start comin' through

And the heat comes crashin' in on you

And you don’t know what the hell to do

Niiiiiightmare