Knucklehead
Текст песни Bodies At Midnight

Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Everybody's got a name

The sun don't shine on the wretched
There's no room for the poor
And the girl working on the corner
Used to be the girl next door
She's somebody's little sister
And somebody wants her home
But the city sees a body
On the streets alone

Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Everybody's got a name

She looks to be about 16
Out with the setting sun
There's a vulture taking money for
Work he ain't ever done
Another girl's gone missing
But they all seem the same
There'll be no front page story
For a body without a name

Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Bodies (bodies!), bodies at midnight
Everybody's got a name