Young maidens in their innocence are tryin' hard to see What the barefool beggar man is hiding up his sleeve Ablinding streetlight curtain suspended in the air Unveils a one-eyed car, and look who's standin' there The evil prince of darkness is tryin' hard to love, Sleepin' in a flower-bed wasn't good enough- He's standin' in the rain and getting soakin' wet, But the evil prince of darkness is finding is so very hard to forget The masquerade is fading and the air is gettin' thin, As Peccala Mundi buys another round of gin. The heat's unbearable, can I propose a toast? To the broken one-eyed car that smashed into the post. The evil prince of darkness...