Spy in the house of the night
by Blue Oyster Cult
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I, I have no church or philosophy.
I´ve never known or told a joke in sin.
I smoke in bed. I smoke instead.
I know the in´s and out´s of smoke.
And where there´s smoke, there´s fire, the flip side of desire.
And if it´s true, it can´t be you, it might as well be me.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ve never been to Spain nor to Germany.
I´ll never know my way around the city of Gorky.
I´ve made love in halls. I fell in love in malls.
I´d love to love you in the dark.
And when it´s dark, it´s night, the flip side of delight.
So, if, in fact, it can´t be wrong, well, then, it must be right.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!
[Instrumental]
And when it´s dark, it´s night, the flip side of delight.
So, if, in fact, it can´t be wrong, well, then it must be right.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ve never known or told a joke in sin.
I smoke in bed. I smoke instead.
I know the in´s and out´s of smoke.
And where there´s smoke, there´s fire, the flip side of desire.
And if it´s true, it can´t be you, it might as well be me.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ve never been to Spain nor to Germany.
I´ll never know my way around the city of Gorky.
I´ve made love in halls. I fell in love in malls.
I´d love to love you in the dark.
And when it´s dark, it´s night, the flip side of delight.
So, if, in fact, it can´t be wrong, well, then, it must be right.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!
[Instrumental]
And when it´s dark, it´s night, the flip side of delight.
So, if, in fact, it can´t be wrong, well, then it must be right.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!
I´ll see you there tonight!