Di suatu tempat, hilang dalam belokan
Trouble seems to fit him like a glove.
Kesulitan sepertinya membuatnya seperti sarung tangan.
First come,First served,he's serving it back,
Pertama datang, Pertama dilayani, dia melayani kembali,
Travels light,without a pack,without love.
Perjalanan ringan, tanpa bungkus, tanpa cinta.
He comes from nowhere,returns on his own,
Dia datang entah dari mana, kembali sendiri,
late for the hanging,yes he's heading for the moon
Terlambat gantung, ya dia menuju bulan
Hang `em High.
Hang `em Tinggi
Leather,across his thighs,
Kulit, di seluruh pahanya,
Blasting out the night,he's terrified to drive.
Peledakan malam, dia takut mengemudi.
One eye on the road, crashed upon his head,
Satu mata di jalan, jatuh di atas kepalanya,
One ear to the ground,he's listening to the dead.
Satu telinga ke tanah, dia mendengarkan orang mati.
He comes from nowhere,returns on his own,
Dia datang entah dari mana, kembali sendiri,
late for the hanging,yes he's heading for the moon
Terlambat gantung, ya dia menuju bulan
Hang `em High.
Hang `em Tinggi
Alone to himself,he's laughing up his sleeve,
Sendirian untuk dirinya sendiri, dia menertawakan lengan bajunya,
Looking back in anger,the city is rleaved.
Melihat ke belakang dalam kemarahan, kota ini dililitkan.
Vision of Light,
Visi Cahaya,
Child of the night,
Anak malam,
Passing by.
Lewat.