The nightbirds stumble in
Like broken pendulums
The nightbirds stumble in
Flown from thick to thin
neath a cloud of suspicion
Youre a lucky man
Say it again
The nightrains pourin down
As the nightsky hits the town
The nightbirds stumble in
There are orders to be filled
There are tall ones to be killed
There are songs of praises to be sung
Will they all go south on us?
With the crazies, with our trust?
I trust youll tell me
If you lose that trust
The nightrains pourin down
As the nightsky hits the town
The nightbirds stumble in
Youre a lucky man
Say it again
Im a lucky man
Say it again