There's a beating heart lonely in the dark, I wonder when was the start of when it all went bad. A tear rolls down his face he licks his lips and tastes, whisky he just can't waste God bless them weeping eyes. Outside is driving rain,oh creole inside the music's playing,oh creole think it's gonna make a change,think again. oh creole,oh creole There's a creole sound that's been going round, the people dancing to the pound of that same beating heart, and ain't it beating loud and ain't it beating proud and ain't it such an ugly sound i'm never gonna dream i even go and start Oh you don't play to well,oh creole no you don't ring no bell,oh creole is it gonna make a change,is it hell oh creole,oh creole