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Lights Out (Live Chicago 1980)

Wind blows back and the batons charging

It winds all the way

Right to the butt of my gun

Maybe now your time has comeFrom the back streets there's a rumblingSmell of anarchy

No more nice time, bright boy shoe shines

Pie in the sky dreamsLights 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 runHeaven help those who help themselves

That's the way it goes

The frightening thoughts of what's been taught

And now it showsYou keep coming, there's no running

Tried a thousand times

Under your feet grass is growing

Time we said goodbyeLights out, lights out in LondonLights out, lights out in London

Songwriters

MICHAEL SCHENKER, PHIL MOGG, PETE WAY, ANDY PARKERPublished by

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