Lights Out

Wind blows back on the battens charging winds all the way Right to the butt of my gun Maybe now your time has come From the backstreets there's a rumblin' Smell of anarchy No more nice times, black boy shoe shines Pie in the sky dreams * Lights out, lights out in London Hold tight 'til the end Better now you know we'll never Wait 'til tomorrow Lights out, lights out in London Hold tight 'til the end God knows when I'm comin' on [my] run You keep coming, there's no ending That's the way it goes Private thoughts, once been tought And now it shows * Repeat [Solo] * Repeat Listen to you is like the moon in june I've tried a thousand times Under your feet grass is growin' Time we said goodbye * Repeat [solo]