If you still need this, I've been working on it all day and here's what I have (most of it):
(something) rising, dizzy and tired
You're straight as an arrow and completely wild (wired?)
Lord I've been callin' and got no answer
Nobody on these tracks but the gambling drunks (not the right word; rhymes with “answer” probably, sounds like dragsters or gangsters?)
Don't know about it, don't know about the land
But I know all these back alleys like the back of my hand.
Tell me what you want, I'll go right out and get it
Tell me what you need and I'll deliver in a minute
I know my way around, been living underground
I may be viral but I ain't lyin' (?)
Searchin on the streets collecting another shotful
Baby won't you join me on the other side of the bottle?
It was that (word missing) moon peeping through your window slats
You lie awake and you can (or can't) hear the tracks
Your eyes ain't made for sleepin, time ain't there for keeping
You're feelin hungry when it's half past midnight (3 AM)?
Searchin on the streets collecting another shotful
I've been living on that other side of the bottle
Where the steam from the gutter is hotter than hell
You got that glint in your eye, you can't break the spell
I see you crying, you're looking for a past
Fishin for that diamond in the bottom of a glass
Creepin the streets and collectin another shotful
Baby won't you join me on the other side of the bottle?
You're out there holding tricks for treat
Baby you've been looking happy I said you can't feel the heat
I put the moon in my pocket, shot the sun out of the sky
Livin for the nights I'm rubbin sleep out of my eyes
No (word missing: dress?) for the (word missing: women?), no love for the living
I keep on the move, if you can't keep up near me
Creepin the streets and collectin another shotful
Baby won't you join me on the other side of the bottle
I've been livin on the other side of the bottle.
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Trollheart: Signature-free since April 2018
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