Say a prayer and close the light, thumb upon the scale The pillow is cold, that ship has sailed Time has run the river dry, dry as a twisted trail Into the bone, I'm into it
Ever get the feeling nothing else will do? I can hear you singing, pink turned to blue Was it your graffiti? Did you write your name? On the dirty ceiling, I can't explain
I need medicine at midnight, but it ain't no cure Medicine at midnight calling, but it ain't no cure I may be sick, but you know I'm yours
I remember dancing hard under the dead moon Howling with you, howling
Ever get the feeling nothing else will do? I can hear you singing, I can't explain
I need medicine at midnight, but it ain't no cure Medicine at midnight, howling, but it ain't no cure I may be sick, but you know I'm yours
Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes
Medicine at midnight, but it ain't no cure Medicine at midnight, howling, but it ain't no cure I may be sick, but you know I'm yours
Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes Rain on the dance floor, back against the ropes
Compositores: Christopher A Shiflett (Chris Shiflett) (BMI), David Eric Grohl (David Grohl) (BMI), Georg Albert Ruthenberg (Pat Smear) (BMI), Nate Mendel (Nathan Mendel) (BMI), Oliver Taylor Hawkins (Taylor Hawkins) (ASCAP), Rami Jaffee (ASCAP)Editores: I Love The Punk Rock Music (BMI), Living Under A Rock Music (ASCAP), M J Twleve Music (BMI), Tovy Tunes (ASCAP)Publicado em 2020 (23/Jun) e lançado em 1920 (10/Jan)ECAD verificado obra #29418482 e fonograma #28236061 em 24/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM