Lights Out Testo

Wind blows back, and the frightened 'Titan Whines all the way Out to the fun all night long Maybe now your time has come From the back streets there's a rumblin' Smell of anarchy No more nice time, Black boy shoe shines High in the sky Dreams *Lights out, lights out London Hold on tight til the end Better now you know you’ll never Wait til tomorrow Lights out, lights Out London Hold on tight til the end God knows when I'm comin' on my run Heaven help those who help themselves That's the way it goes Frightnin’ thoughts we’ve once been taught And now it shows *Repeat *Repeat You keep callin', there's no endin' Tried a thousand times Under your feet the grass is growing Time we say goodbye *Repeat Lights out, lights out in London Lights out, lights out in London