afterhours birdmad (merciful release - eldritch et cie.) one more night spent on your mirror black maria, in your eyes this stuff so strange and lonely England fades away in your eyes two o'clock in the morning ninety-four degrees through the stillness through the heat the cars go by on Fifth and breathing slow get up off the floor and angel put your clothes on it's time for us to go let's take a ride 011204 what's it to you? who go blather from