"Ball Lightning" lyrics
How can it seem so candescent at night?
I'm no longer uneasy in the absence of light
Some see it as mercy, some say it's cruel
But to me, this is heaven, it gives me something to do
Knackerman comes, Knackerman goes
I gather the remnants up, a mix of innocence and hard luck
A grimacing, tired and weary face
I have seen so much gallantry 'round here, but they still suffer the same
Knackerman comes, Knackerman goes, goes
Knackerman comes, Knackerman goes
I'm no longer uneasy in the absence of light
Some see it as mercy, some say it's cruel
But to me, this is heaven, it gives me something to do
Knackerman comes, Knackerman goes
I gather the remnants up, a mix of innocence and hard luck
A grimacing, tired and weary face
I have seen so much gallantry 'round here, but they still suffer the same
Knackerman comes, Knackerman goes, goes
Knackerman comes, Knackerman goes
