Well the night was lost   The night was sore   Then my pockets emptied   as the beer downpoured   What at last was on   was now quarter to four   Another wasted night      So this night was right   for stupid sin   Yeah the holding out   was caving in   The slickest sinner   always wins the prize   of a wasted night      I wanna go, I wanna stay   I wanna say something   I’ve got nothing to say   Another wasted night      I close my eyes   don’t wanna see   the sun coming up   on my history      So if the chance comes down   to steal a kiss   you nab what you can   resignation is bliss   I never brake when I hit the skids   on a wasted night      See we can close our eyes   let our hands pretend   we can kill this life   with tight grips and hedged bets   that will ditch this world   But for now let’s curl   into this wasted night      Crawling like James Dean   for his toy monkey   Living by night, in a lonely place   My father was Nicholas Ray