Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steve Hackett
Steve Hackett
Guitar
Dave "Taif" Ball
Dave "Taif" Ball
Bass
Hugo Degenhardt
Hugo Degenhardt
Drums
Julian Colbeck
Julian Colbeck
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Hackett
Steve Hackett
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Hackett
Steve Hackett
Producer
Jerry Peal
Jerry Peal
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

As New Orleans slips far away When the gas lights dim and the street cars fade When the beast within takes on a new shape The blood runs cold make no mistake You're just a vampyre with a healthy appetite And you stay awake half the night A band strikes up and they're starting to play When the sirens wail but they're way too late The crowds don't see they're drunk anyway The inquest said it was coming her way You're just a vampyre with a healthy appetite And you stay awake half the night Well you ran to ground as you always do And then they finally caught up with you Well they sent you down and Old Smokey was waiting But pressure groups being what they are these days You were released after five years at a funny farm In upstate bankrupt New York To walk the streets once more
Writer(s): Steve Hackett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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