lyrics
The man in black, he shimmies as he shoots across the stage,
Look at his face and you would swear he was insane;
A thousand yard stare, wood in hand,
Singing the blues with his trusty band,
A national treasure's on the loose again.
Man in black,
Man in black
Watch him going on the attack,
Man in black,
How many have fallen into his trap?
Darting around the country, rain or snow or hail,
But when he was a young man he did the hippy trail;
Kissing 'rene goodnight,
He will see her in his dreams;
When he talks of her it's always with a smile.
Man in black,
Man in black
Watch him going on the attack,
Man in black,
How many have fallen into his trap?
But when he’s at home he loves to watch the stars
Astronomy and poetry, Oil City arts;
Quoting lines from Shakespeare, remembering old times,
He's forever young 'cause age don’t touch the sides.
Man in black,
Man in black
Watch him going on the attack,
Man in black,
I have fallen into his trap.
credits
from
Difficult Second Album,
released May 9, 2015
Written by Les Clark and Mark Cottrell.
Les Clark - Fender Telecaster, backing vocal.
Mark Cottrell - Ibanez Artcore, lead vocal, percussion.
Jordan Flannery - drums.
Richard Knutson - bass.
Produced & Mixed by Mark Cottrell.
Mastered by Richard Knutson.
Recorded at The Ridge, York.
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