the dead at midnight

i recall
those holy sunday nights round here
when those kids that would be full blown heads
would huddle in garages
and upstairs bed rooms
in the glow of nothin but a radio
smokin their new love
pot
and listenin to "the dead at midnight"
it was the only show
all week
on that random
AM radio station

and the thirty minute jam
in the middle of "love lights"
from some '72 show
maybe at the Spectrum
would cut through the lonely Manahawkin night
and they would all feel
somethin happenin