Nighthawks Soft Cell

Came into town
Green around the gills
Looking for the bright lights
Illuminating thrills
Thought I was a hybrid
Jim Morrison and Bolan
But I only had to look away
Before my dreams were stolen
They danced around me like
Panthers in the night
Sharks all scenting blood
Programmed to kill on sight
They said "hey, little boy
Come dance upon my knife"
And they held it to my throat
Come and sign away your life

They are the nighthawks
They are the nighthawks
The shadow people
They are the nighthawks

They don't have a heart
No еmpathy or understanding
They feed on mixed up morals
And еxcel in underhanding
They're looking for your life force
To keep them feeling younger
You give them all your star blood
To satisfy the hunger