Song parody of
Brothel Creepers
by glitch
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Sun is down
And the neon's shining
Going rounds and I feel good
Turning time, it's a Friday rampage
Gonna fly through the night
Cause tonight I got it made
Gonna wash the dark clouds away
And you know it
I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
With your faceless love
You can keep it to yourself.
So when the night crawlers call
In their brothel creepers, creeping in the night
Then I know my soul is
Getting higher
City streets
With the eyes dilated
Like a moth drawn to a flame
Moving on
To the sounds of genius
Not gonna stop, we're coming up
Cause tonight I got it made
Gonna wash the dark clouds away
And you know it
I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
With your faceless love
You can keep it to yourself
So when the night crawlers call
In their brothel creepers, creeping in the night
Then I know your soul is
Getting higher
No no no no no
Hey
No no no no no
Cause tonight I got it made
Gonna wash the dark clouds away
And you know it
I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
With your faceless love
You can keep it to yourself.
So when the night crawlers call
In their brothel creepers, creeping in the night
Then I know your soul is
Getting high
High
Sun is down
And the neon's shining
Going rounds and I feel good
Turning time, it's a Friday rampage
Gonna fly through the night
Cause tonight I got it made
Gonna wash the dark clouds away
And you know it
I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
With your faceless love
You can keep it to yourself.
So when the night crawlers call
In their brothel creepers, creeping in the night
Then I know my soul is
Getting higher
City streets
With the eyes dilated
Like a moth drawn to a flame
Moving on
To the sounds of genius
Not gonna stop, we're coming up
Cause tonight I got it made
Gonna wash the dark clouds away
And you know it
I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
With your faceless love
You can keep it to yourself
So when the night crawlers call
In their brothel creepers, creeping in the night
Then I know your soul is
Getting higher
No no no no no
Hey
No no no no no
Cause tonight I got it made
Gonna wash the dark clouds away
And you know it
I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
With your faceless love
You can keep it to yourself.
So when the night crawlers call
In their brothel creepers, creeping in the night
Then I know your soul is
Getting high
High
