Blue midnight for the entertainers   Still, they're going on with the show   No one there but the sinners in the corner   Buttoned-down shirts that glow,glow,glow      They got their rights, the saints of tonight   Everyone'S left, anyway   The girls laugh and they enjoy their flight   They get so high, high, high today      While the drummer beats a familiar tune   That just seems so out of tune   And the singer just can't find the key   But they don't care for any key      When they rock   They feel alright   It's half past dawn   And he's high as a kite   and It's half past dawn      She's got dirty piercings and a bad attitude   Like a Rebel Rebel and a hand full of ludes   Yeah the saints and sinner go on day to day   And the band still goes on for minimum wage      It's no party but they're all in touch   Speak out loud, just don't speak too much   Because the guitar plays the popular solo   And the keyboard sounds like an old piano      When they rock on   They feel alright   It's half past dawn   And he's high as a kite   and It's half past dawn      Smoking and dancing thru thoughts of dunes   Ripping off their clothing for the full moon      When they rock on   They feel alright   It's half past dawn   And he's high as a kite   and It's half past dawn      She sings her line   While the band plays on tonight   She sings her line   While the band plays on tonight