Prince of Darkness

He is the Prince of Darkness

he holds old friends in such high esteem

he sees a red town and wants it painted black

For the Catholic girls at Halloween

Well you know he said to me "I've waited seven years

And I am a very patient man

After all those things that we've gone and done

still need someone to tell

His pleasures were a mystery to us all

You'd never see him out after dawn

In a German sea-port town

He takes coffee in the red-light

And now he is the Prince of Darkness