Stroke of Midnight

Flash of light better wear your shades
Be complete like a seventh day
Seduction from a higher power
Illuminate your darkest hour
Nature’s gift we understand
Don’t be afraid to let the hands
The girls are gettin' made up
But the hands on the clock are straight up
Don’t leave the club yet «hey wait up»
I’ll touch your Heaven at the stroke of midnight
Lying in the aftermath
The bliss we made has come too fast
Still six hours from the sun
Ready again at 12: 01
Our first round has come and gone
Won’t stop until the crack of dawn
The winds of wood are groanin'
Sweet epidermis showin'
Wet your reed start blowin'
Succumb to the passion at the stroke of midnight
The girls are gettin' made up
But the hands on the clock are straight up
Don’t leave the club yet «hey wait up»
I’ll touch your Heaven at the stroke of midnight
(Ding-dong)
The winds of wood are groanin'
Sweet epidermis showin'
Wet your reed start blowin'
Succumb to the passion at the stroke of midnight
(And I got a grandfather clock you know what I’m sayin' baby. Beware of the
pendulum!)
The girls are gettin' made up
But the hands on the clock are straight up
Don’t leave the club yet «hey wait up»
I’ll touch your Heaven at the stroke of midnight