Midnight Rambler (Live)

(Oh yeah
Im a-talkin bout the midnight rambler
Everybody got to go)
A-talkin bout the midnight rambler
And everybody got to go
Well Im a-talkin bout the midnight rambler
The one you never seen before
Im sighin down the wind so sadly
A-listen and youll hear me moan
Well Im a talkin bout the midnight gambler
And everybody got to go
(yeah cmon)
Talkin bout the midnight gambler
The one you never seen before
Im talkin bout the midnight rambler
Did you see me jump the garden wall
I dont give you a hoot of warning
A-dressed up in my black cat cloak
I dont see the light of the morning
Ill split the time the cockrel crows
Im tellin bout the midnight rambler
Well, honey, its no rock n roll show
Well, Im a-talkin bout the midnight gambler
And everybody got to go
(Ad lib)
Oh, dont do that. Oh, dont do that. Oh, dont do that
(Ad lib)
Well, you heard about the Boston
Honey, its not one of those
Talkin bout the midnight... **** !
Did you see me jump bedroom door
Im called the hit and run raper, in anger
Or just a knife sharpened, tippy toe
Or just a shoot em dead, brainbell jongleur
Everybody got to go
If you ever meet the midnight rambler
And hes prowlin down your marble hall
And hes pouncin like a proud black panther
You should say, I told you so
If you listen for the midnight rambler
Play it easy, easy, as you go
Ill go smash down all your plate glass windows
Put my fist through your stairway doors
(Ad lib)
Well Im a-talkin bout the midnight rambler
The one you never seen before
Well Im a-talkin bout the midnight rambler
And did you see me jump your garden wall
And if you ever catch the Midnight Rambler
Steal your mistress from under your nose
Go easy with your cold fanged anger
Ill stick my knife right down your throat baby, and it hurts