Waiting For Blood – Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats

There’s a man who’s just been waiting here all night long
As he watches you he’s smiling there all alone
He needs something better but he knows you’re on your own

All the street creeps and their pushers here have all gone
Slowly swept below the streets where they belong
But there’s something not right, its the violence we love
There’s a man in the darkness waiting for blood

Watch the broken television come to life
As the story cuts right through you like a knife
Under cold neon light, its the violence we love
And from the gutter he crawls, waiting for blood