This was the child of the millennium
A switchblade hangin' 'round the neck
A trail of crosses burned continuum
The path to hell blazed in a wreck

Over and over
Over and over
Get me through the night
Get me through the winter
Get me to the Sun or we'll all be gone

I heard there's no rest for the wicked
So I won't be sleeping when I'm dead
That is the last we'll hear about it
This is the last thing that we'll say

No more it's over
No more it's over
Get me through the night
Get me through the winter
Get me to the Sun or we'll all be gone

Get me through the night
Get me through the winter
Get me to the Sun or we'll all be gone

Get me through the night
Get me through the winter
Get me to the Sun or we'll all be gone
Or we'll all be gone
Or we'll all be gone