SOMETHING FURTIVE IN THE NIGHT

Copyright 2001 by Grant Carrington

Em . . . Esus4 (alternating)
Antoine, he walks the streets. He prowls the streets until dawn,
Trying to get the money so he can buy the stuff that will turn Antoine on

C . . . . . . . . . . D
You better not get in his way
You might not see another day
C . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . D
But Antoine, he's gonna see the light.
G . . . . . . . . . . . . Bm . . . . . . . . Em
There's something furtive in the night. (twice)

And pretty little Becky, she walks those city streets too.
And there isn't nothing that pretty little Becky won't do for you.
She wants your money so she calls you honey
Ah, she's such a pretty sight.
There's something furtive in the night. (twice)

Cm . . . . . . Fm
Nighttime is full of dreams
Nighttime is full of screams
Cm . . . . . . . . . . . Fm
Nighttime is full of people
A#m . . . . . G#m . . . . . . . F#m . . . Em
Who would like to get their hands on you.

Jessica, she lives out in the suburbs of our town.
She's a cheerleader and she wears that homecoming crown.
Suburban walls are thick. You can't hear the screams and you can't feel the kick
You can't see Jessica's face so full of fright.
There's something furtive in the night.

G . . . . . . . . . . . . Bm . . . . C . . . . . . . . . Em
There's something dark and furtive in the night.