"Manzil Madness" lyrics
Spent too many nights
Walkin' in the streets of the city
I lost the sweet taste of youth
Oh babe, that's such a pity
Suburban tourists come to stare
The weekend warriors cruisin' there
Come to see what makes 'em scared
Truth revealed by neon glare
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do
Spent so much wasted time
Gettin' myself to bed
The women I wanted wouldn't look my way
And I took someone else instead
Suburban tourists come to stare
The weekend warriors cruisin' there
Come to see what makes 'em scared
Truth revealed by neon glare
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do
Spent too many nights... holdin' up the bar
Walkin' in the streets of the city
I lost the sweet taste of youth
Oh babe, that's such a pity
Suburban tourists come to stare
The weekend warriors cruisin' there
Come to see what makes 'em scared
Truth revealed by neon glare
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do
Spent so much wasted time
Gettin' myself to bed
The women I wanted wouldn't look my way
And I took someone else instead
Suburban tourists come to stare
The weekend warriors cruisin' there
Come to see what makes 'em scared
Truth revealed by neon glare
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing I could do
Struck by Manzil Madness
Down on Springfield Avenue
Struck by Manzil madness
There was nothing, whoa nothing, nothing I could do
Spent too many nights... holdin' up the bar
Writer(s): Gary Stephen Anderson, Peter William Wells
