I even had a music video in mind for this one! Imagine a 1920's New York Police Station, with a sergeant sitting behind a big desk...well, O.K. that's as far as I got, but this could have been great. There was at least one more verse but this was written on the back of a bus ticket in around 1998, so don't hold your breath.
Misdemeanour
She was brought in on a misdemeanour
But she was guilty of a greater crime
She had bitten off the hand that feeds her
She'd been playing with the hands of time
I should have known there was something about her
I should have seen it in the way she stood
She was hovering two feet above the ground
And she had white fangs dripping with blood
I'd been bitten in the neck of time
And the blood was mine
Bitten in the neck of time...oh my.
I even had a music video in mind for this one! Imagine a 1920's New York Police Station, with a sergeant sitting behind a big desk...well, O.K. that's as far as I got, but this could have been great. There was at least one more verse but this was written on the back of a bus ticket in around 1998, so don't hold your breath.