Murdock: Nocturnal

Nocturnal by Murdock. Nocturnal If I were a woman, I'd slap you in the face But I'm not allowed to, not a part of your race Some girls always tell me, "Equal rights aren't fair, They just get thrown out of the window", truly. If I were a crook, I wouldn't look you in the eye, Roaming round your boring shop, looking for crap to buy. Why do you always follow me? Why do you always stare at me? Is it I'm nocturnal? Nocturnal You think that I'm diseased because the things that I believe But it is you, my friend, who ends up in the sticky end. Some sink so slowly, before they can be free, But I am not alone. If I were a Satanist, preaching in the street I fear that I would be shot because of my beliefs But if I were a Christian, or a Holy Man in an S.A. band Then maybe they'd adore me. Nocturnal You think that I'm diseased because the things that I believe But it is you, my friend, who ends up in the sticky end. Some sink so slowly, before they can be free, But I am not alone, no. Paul Russell: vocals, guitar Adam Hughes: bass Peter Haig: drums David Breeze: lead guitar Lyrics by Paul Russell, music by Murdock. Strings: Debbie Codling Fender Rhodes: Joe Catcheside Copyright © & ℗ Murdock 2001. Recorded at PMC Studios, Plymouth. Engineered and mastered by Phil Sheppard. See also: http://www.wudrecords.co.uk/archives http://www.wudrecords.co.uk/archives/murdock https://twitter.com/WudRecords