As I chew on my last piece of Lumber here at the end of the day. Before my pain is claimed by slumber. I give it all away. Chorus: They say a light shines all over. But I wouldn't know. I'll be here til it's over. Angels at night. I came in here to get out of the Weather. Whether or not I leave Is another point. This place used To stay open for ever, but not They like to lock up the joint. Chorus: The shoes be I wearing... About a dimes worth of thin. Right before closing time here. I sneak back to the restrooms. And I hide in.