Michael Schenker
Lights Out
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
From Letras Mania