Swallowed By The Night-Boots Electric

Swallowed By The Night - Boots Electric And it casts a gloomy shadow on my soul I've got weakness for the flesh And for powdered speed and death And my heart is aching for my desert home There are women in my life Who get swallowed by the night They are faceless to me As I am to them I am troubled in the night By the thoughts of my own life And my spirits sinking And my faith is thin I'd rather be in Yorker Valley Where the fuel they make is fine Where sleep can't ever seem to catch me anywhere So the sun begin to rise up now, But still I see no lights And I fear the rays of hope will never shine The devil, he's creepin' near And he whispers in my ear Tellin' me he'll gimme all that I desire I'd rather be in Yorker Valley Where the fuel they make is fine Where sleep can't ever seem to catch me anywhere So the sun begin to rise up now, But still I see no lights And I fear the rays of hope will never shine The devil, he's creepin' near And he whispers in my ear Tellin' me he'll gimme all that I desire Tellin' me he'll gimme all that I desire