This was the child of the Millennium A switchblade hanging round the neck A trail of crosses burn 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 That 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 [Instrumental](x2) Get me through the night Get me through the winter Get me to the sun Or we'll all be gone (X2) Or we'll all be gone