Velvet Fog

Don't ask for favors 

And don't risk the truth 

My fingers are scissors 

They're cutting you through 


Cutting you through 

Cutting you through 

Velvet fog 


The bird in my open hand 

Is a captive for life 

Please don't misread now 

We're drinkin' happy tonight 


Cutting you through 

Cutting you through 

Velvet fog 


(inst.) 


And I hear you singin' 

When the pale moon gets down 

Nirvana's on the jukebox 

But Gene Pitney, 

owns this town 

And it's a town without pity 

It's a town without tears 


Velvet fog 

Velvet fog 

Velvet fog 

Velvet fog