Pull the rugs, unplug the plugs and settle down to sleep.
Everyone's tucked in, everyone's done in, I'm the only one awake.

Leave the light on tonight.
In the dark with closed eyes I see myself.
I've done some things that ain't right.
In the dark with closed eyes I hate myself

Wheels turn, pancreas burn, the hour is getting late.
Old man, young fan, could this be my fate?

Leave the light on tonight.
In the dark with closed eyes I see myself.
I've done some things that ain't right.
In the dark with closed eyes I hate myself.

Copyright: Mute Song Limited
Writer(s): Malcolm Middleton