Night Writer

Lookin' for the perfect site

Where I can show my stuff tonight

The concrete canvas waits for me

I'm read, I'm ready

When everybody's in their bed

I speak to you in black and red

I don't get paid for what I do

But I like it

You can wipe out my lines

Call it a crime

Pass some legislation

But you're never gonna catch

The Night Writer

I work on the walls

Sayin' it all

When there's no one around

The Night Writer

I do it alone

When you're in your home

And you're never gonna catch me

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

I used to do this just for kicks

Now I'm the prophet of the bricks

Exhibitions everywhere

And I like it, whoa

My total anonymity

Should help you to remember me

There's always something more to say

So I'll write it

You can wipe out my lines

Call it a crime

Pass some legislation

But you're never gonna catch

The Night Writer

I work on the walls

Sayin' it all

When there's no one around

The Night Writer

I do it alone

When you're in your home

And you're never gonna catch me

Whoa, whoa, whoa

You can wipe out my lines

Call it a crime

Pass some legislation

But you're never gonna catch

The Night Writer

I work on the walls

Sayin' it all

When there's no one around

The Night Writer

I do it alone

When you're in your home

And you're never gonna catch...

The Night Writer

I work on the walls

Sayin' it all

When there's no one around

The Night Writer

I do it alone

When you're in your home

And you're never gonna catch me

'Cause I'm the Night Writer

Oh, Night Writer

I work on the walls

I'm sayin' it all

Whoa, whoa

Night Writer

Night Writer