Lights Out Lyrics - Msg - Michael Schenker

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, bright boy shoe shines 

Pie in the sky dreams 

Lights out, lights out in London 

Hold 'em tight till the end 

Better now you know we'll never 

Wait till tomorrow 

Lights out, lights out in London 

Hold 'em 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 

You keep coming, there's no running 

Tried a thousand times 

Under your feet grass is growing 

Time we said goodbye 

Lights out, lights out in London 

Lights out, lights out in London