Lyrics: Angels. Let The Night Roll On.

Riding on a lucky wheel of seventeen
I think I'm gonna live to be a hundred and three
Feel like wild card, what you say?
A slice of the night, gonna come my way

Walking through the city, I'm a king of surprise
My midnight champagne's ready on ice
It's Saturday night, I got nerves of steel
I can roll all night on a roulette wheel

Let the night roll on
I'm looking for hell
Let the night roll on
I'm making a kill

It's Saturday night
I've waited so long
Let the night roll on

Playing along with the rest of the world
Saxophone women, satisfied girls
I'm a wound-up string on a violin
The future's gonna take me where I've never been

I could be naked Sunday with nothing to wear
I wouldn't know it, I wouldn't care
It's Saturday night, I got nerves of steel
I can roll all night on a roulette wheel

Let the night roll on
I'm looking for hell
Let the night roll on
I'm making a kill

It's Saturday night
I've waited so long
Let the night roll on

(Let the night roll on)
I'm looking for hell
(Let the night roll on)
I'm making a kill
It's Saturday night
I've waited so long

(Let the night roll on)
(Let the night roll on)
(Let the night roll on)
Looking for hell
(Let the night roll on)
Making a kill