You can come and see me
But I don’t glow in the dark
So you’re gonna have to learn to use a little night vision

Then you must decide
Who resides in your heart
And babe I know that’s not an easy decision

Oh
I-I went bananas, when I spoke with you on the telephone
I feel you lie telling me you’re all alone

There’s demons in you
There’s demons in me
Is it too dark for you to see?
Yeah.

Now you don’t wanna hear it
But it’s time that you realise
That your eyes aren’t being properly utilised
You can turn off the television
You can turn off the lights
But you can’t hide from the darkness of your lies
Woah! There is a lunatic who lives in the centre of your mind
It’s eating you and leaving this insanity behind

It’s taking over you
It’s taking over me
Is it too dark for you to see?

You can come and see me in the dark
[If you use night vision]
Don’t need no fire and no spark
[No fusion, no fission]
Give this love a kick start
If you use night vision
Hey!

Night vision! Night vision! Night vision! Night vision!

In the land of the blind
The night vision users are laughing at the king
But you’d be surprised what you can see
When you shine your evil light on me, yeah.

*Once again, DaVe on the acoustical guitar*

There we were
Just the 200 of us
Watching light fade into darkness
I was dying
But then you saved me
Brought me back
Just to say to me
Woah!
There are asteroids that shine brighter than you ever will
There are humanoids that love money so much that they would kill It’s taking over you
It’s taking over me
Is it too dark for you to see?

You can come and see me in the dark
[If you use night vision]
Don’t need no fire and no spark
[No fusion, no fission]
Give this love a kick start
If you use night vision
Hey!

Night vision! Come and see me in the dark! Night vision!

Come and see me in the dark! Night vision!

Come and see me in the dark!

Night Vision! Come and see me in the dark!

Come and see me in the dark!…

Ooh yey!

Night vision.

*You know in a setting like this we have to be storytellers as well, to eat up some time. I try not to write songs about anyone I know or things that actually happened, but this next song is a song about Christmas in an English town, English boredom. It is what it is, man. I don’t ask the questions, I just write them as they come to me. It’s about a Mancunian Santa Claus who goes down the chimney and everything goes wrong. It’s off one of the records and it’s called ‘Big Red Arthur’ then we’ll move directly into the hits.*