Lying on my back, staring up to the sky,
thunder black clouds, I hear a distant cry.
Needle sharp start like diamonds on velvet,
and the snail trail of a shooting comet.
Everything I do - it all goes down, it all goes down,
Everything I see - it all goes down, it all goes down ..
.. it all goes down in my nocturnal journal.
Bats are flying high but, the owls don't give a hoot,
no birds singin', seems the whole world's mute.
The slightest noise, echoes through the streets,
slumber-lands bounce, to a tiny heartbeat.
Walls of old houses, still creak after all this time,
explanations don't contain no reason or rhyme.
The moon stays awake with ease,
bangin' car doors are annoying me.
The rain is coming down, started to lash,
and I'm waiting for the glass to smash.
Empty cans rattle just like skeleton shakes,
to live by night is a chance I take.
Seedy streetlamps spill, a pool of white light,
banshee screams of another cat fight.
G.B.H are a British punk band from Birmingham, formed in 1979, and still active today. They have stayed true to their punk sound, and their influence can be heard in many thrash and punk bands today. Notable albums include 'City Baby Attacked By Rats' and the E.P 'Leather, Bristles, Sick Boys, No Survivors...'. Notable songs include 'Generals', 'Alcohol', 'Big Women' and 'City Baby Attacked By Rats'. ... selengkapnya