Music: Jim Steinman
THE SIRENS ARE SCREAMING
AND THE FIRES ARE HOWLING
WAY DOWN IN THE VALLEY TONIGHT
THERE'S A MAN IN THE SHADOWS
WITH A GUN IN HIS EYE
AND A BLADE SHINING OH SO BRIGHT
THERE'S EVIL IN THE AIR
AND THERE'S THUNDER IN THE SKY
AND A KILLER'S ON THE BLOODSHOT STREETS
OH, AND DOWN IN THE TUNNELS
WHERE THE DEADLY ARE RISING
OH, I SWEAR I SAW A YOUNG BOY
DOWN IN THE GUTTER
HE WAS STARTING TO FOAM IN THE HEAT
RAVEN
Wait, I have to go back!
I don’t think I can do this.
I have to.
STRAT
OH BABY, YOU’RE THE ONLY THING IN THIS WHOLE WORLD
THAT'S PURE AND GOOD AND RIGHT
AND WHEREVER YOU ARE
AND WHEREVER YOU GO
THERE'S ALWAYS GONNA BE SOME LIGHT
BUT I GOTTA GET OUT
I GOTTA BREAK IT OUT NOW
BEFORE THE FINAL CRACK OF DAWN
SO WE GOTTA MAKE THE MOST
OF OUR ONE NIGHT TOGETHER
WHEN IT’S OVER YOU KNOW
WE’LL BOTH BE SO ALONE
STRAT AND ENSEMBLE
AND LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
I’LL BE GONE WHEN THE MORNING COMES
WHEN THE NIGHT IS OVER
LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
I’LL BE GONE, GONE, GONE
LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
I’LL BE GONE WHEN THE MORNING COMES
WHEN THE DAY IS DONE
AND THE SUN GOES DOWN
AND THE MOONLIGHT'S SHINING THROUGH
THEN LIKE A SINNER
BEFORE THE GATES OF HEAVEN
I’LL COME CRAWLING ON BACK TO YOU
STRAT
I’M GONNA HIT THE HIGHWAY
LIKE A BATTERING RAM
ON A SILVER BLACK PHANTOM BIKE
AND WHEN THE METAL IS HOT
AND THE ENGINE IS HUNGRY
AND WE’RE ALL ABOUT TO SEE THE LIGHT
NOTHING EVER GROWS
IN THIS ROTTING OLD HOLE
AND EVERYTHING IS STUNTED AND LOST
STRAT AND ENSEMBLE
AND NOTHING REALLY ROCKS
AND NOTHING REALLY ROLLS
AND NOTHING'S EVER WORTH THE COST
STRAT
OH, I KNOW THAT I’M DAMNED
IF I NEVER GET OUT
AND MAYBE I’M DAMNED IF I DO
BUT WITH EVERY OTHER BEAT I
GOT LEFT IN MY HEART
YOU KNOW I'D RATHER BE DAMNED WITH YOU
BUT IF I GOTTA BE DAMNED
YOU KNOW I WANNA BE DAMNED
DANCING THROUGH THE NIGHT WITH YOU
STRAT AND RAVEN
BUT IF I GOTTA BE DAMNED
YOU KNOW I WANNA BE DAMNED GOTTA BE DAMNED
YOU KNOW I WANNA BE DAMNED
GOTTA BE DAMNED
YOU KNOW I WANNA BE DAMNED
STRAT, RAVEN, AND ENSEMBLE
DANCING THROUGH THE NIGHT
DANCING THROUGH THE NIGHT
DANCING THROUGH THE NIGHT WITH YOU
STRAT AND ENSEMBLE
OH BABY, YOU’RE THE ONLY THING
IN THIS WHOLE WORLD
THAT'S PURE AND GOOD AND RIGHT
AND WHEREVER YOU ARE
AND WHEREVER YOU GO
THERE'S ALWAYS GONNA BE SOME LIGHT
BUT I GOTTA GET OUT
I GOTTA BREAK IT OUT NOW
BEFORE THE FINAL CRACK OF DAWN
SO WE GOTTA MAKE THE MOST
OF OUR ONE NIGHT TOGETHER
WHEN IT’S OVER YOU KNOW
WE’LL BOTH BE SO ALONE
AND LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
I’LL BE GONE WHEN THE MORNING COMES
OH WHEN THE NIGHT IS OVER
LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
I’LL BE GONE, GONE, GONE
LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
I’LL BE GONE WHEN THE MORNING COMES
STRAT
WHEN THE DAY IS DONE
AND THE SUN GOES DOWN
AND THE MOONLIGHT'S SHINING THROUGH
THEN LIKE A SINNER
BEFORE THE GATES OF HEAVEN
I’LL COME CRAWLING ON BACK TO YOU
Stop! I can’t leave things like this. I just can’t.
I don’t think I’m ready.
And my Dad’ll never stop until he finds you. He’ll kill you.
STRAT
THEN LIKE A SINNER
BEFORE THE GATES OF HEAVEN
I’LL COME CRAWLING ON BACK TO YOU
WELL I CAN SEE MYSELF TEARING UP THE ROAD
FASTER THAN ANY OTHER BOY HAS EVER GONE
OH WHEN MY SKIN IS RAW
BUT MY SOUL IS RIPE
AND NO ONE'S GONNA STOP ME NOW
I’M GONNA MAKE MY ESCAPE
STRAT
BUT I CAN’T STOP THINKING OF YOU
AND I NEVER SEE THE SUDDEN CURVE
UNTIL IT’S WAY TOO LATE
AND I NEVER SEE THE SUDDEN CURVE
UNTIL IT’S WAY TOO LATE
THEN I’M DYING AT THE BOTTOM OF A PIT
IN THE BLAZING SUN
TORN AND TWISTED AT THE FOOT
OF A BURNING BIKE
AND I THINK SOMEBODY SOMEWHERE
MUST BE TOLLING A BELL
STRAT
AND THE LAST THING I SEE IS MY HEART
STILL BEATING
BREAKING OUT OF MY BODY AND FLYING AWAY
LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
STRAT AND ENSEMBLE
THEN I’M DYING AT THE BOTTOM OF A PIT
IN THE BLAZING SUN
TORN AND TWISTED AT THE FOOT
OF A BURNING BIKE
AND I THINK SOMEBODY SOMEWHERE
MUST BE TOLLING A BELL
AND THE LAST THING I SEE IS MY HEART
STRAT
STILL BEATING, STILL BEATING
OH BREAKING OUT OF MY BODY
AND FLYING AWAY
LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
OH LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
OH LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL
OH LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL!
BAT OUT OF HELL I’LL BE GONE WHEN THE MORNING COMES
OH LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL!
BAT OUT OF HELL I’LL BE GONE WHEN THE MORNING COMES
STRAT AND ENSEMBLE
OH LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL!