I used to dress in black every night I used to dress in black every night But something happened to me Something happened to me And now... I dress in white You used to get it wrong every night You used to get it wrong every night And there was nothing left to do But pump high voltage into you And now... You mostly get it right And you were blinded for a moment By my country and western starship... Last night You were tumbling and bumbling Like a bird that just had its wings clipped... During flight And then the congregation of the prayer begins to sing: Ahh! They were sick deliquents joining the queue Of the soft steaming shits demanding: Gay Bar part two! Hey! Solo! I used to dress in black every night Now I dress primarily in white And I was under duress Removed my pants and my vest And now I'm undressed tonight And you were silenced for a moment By my 'Peter, Paul and Mary' box set... Last night You were crumbling and mumbling Like a pugilist being pummeled... In fight And the names of evil temper being to sing: Ahh! And I've never seen anything cause you such fright There's something very wrong with you So let's stay in tonight Hey! She was my dark angel every night She was my dark angel every night Something happened to her Something happened to her And now she's white!