From the recording They Call it Security by Frankie M.
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Down by the Hudson, on the Jersey side
Stands a mega warehouse, where secrets hide
The paint is peeling, the air is cold and damp
Just another night, beneath a flickering lamp
They hired some muscle, put a gun in my hand
To guard the shadows in this forgotten land
Muggings and bodies, it's a hell of a beat
Just another story from a dead-end street
(Chorus)
They call it security, a watch in the night
But it's just a long dance with the pale moonlight
Finding ghosts in the quiet, sins in the dust
In this river-side warehouse of shadow and rust
Yeah, it's just another long dance with the pale moonlight
(Verse 2)
The old guard shack, a place you learn to dread
Is where we found him, Jimmy Bobo, stone-cold dead
A wanted man, his running days were through
Lying there silent, for me and for you
So we walk the perimeter, step by lonely step
Listening to the whispers the river has kept
Every shadow's a suspect, every sound is a threat
A dangerous game of riverside roulette
(Chorus)
They call it security, a watch in the night
But it's just a long dance with the pale moonlight
Finding ghosts in the quiet, sins in the dust
In this river-side warehouse of shadow and rust
Yeah, it's just another long dance with the pale moonlight
(Bridge)
The owners decided it was worth the price
To roll the dice in this fool's paradise
So I check my weapon, and I walk my line
Waiting for the morning sun to finally shine
(Saxophone Solo - smooth, melancholic, with a hint of danger)
(Chorus)
They call it security, a watch in the night
But it's just a long dance with the pale moonlight
Finding ghosts in the quiet, sins in the dust
In this river-side warehouse of shadow and rust
Yeah, it's just another long dance with the pale moonlight
(Outro)
Another dance... in the pale moonlight...
Down by the warehouse...
(Piano fades out with a final, lingering chord)
