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Rose Tattoo

Manzil Madness

 

Manzil Madness

(album: Assault & Battery - 1981)


Spent too many nights
Walking in the streets of the city
I lost the sweet taste of youth
Oh babe, that's such a pity

Suburban tourists come to stare
The weekend warriors cruising there
Come to see what makes 'em scared
Truth revealed by neon glare

Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do

Spent so much wasted time
Getting myself to bed
The women I wanted wouldn't look my way
And I took someone else instead

Suburban tourists come to stare
The weekend warriors cruising there
Come to see what makes 'em scared
Truth revealed by neon glare

Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do

Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do

Spent too many nights... holding up the bar

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