Wind blows back and the batons charging It winds all the way Right to the butt of my gun Maybe now your time has come From the back streets there's a rumbling Smell of anarchy No more nice time, black boy shoe shines Pie in the sky dreams [REFRÃO] Lights out, lights out in London, hold on tight till the end Better now you know we'll never wait till tomorrow Lights out, lights out in London, hold on tight till the end God knows when I'm coming on my run Heaven help those who help themselves That's the way it goes The frightening thoughts of what's been taught And now it shows [REFRÃO] (Solo) [REFRÃO] You keep coming, there's no running Tried a thousand times Under your feet grass is growing Time we said goodbye [REFRÃO] Lights out, lights out in London (2x)
