Lights Out (Live At Manchester Apollo, 30 September 1980)

(This one's for you, Lights Out)

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

Lights out, lights out in London, hold on tight till the end
Better now, you know you'll never wait till tomorrow
Lights out, lights out in London, hold on tight till the end
God knows when I'm coming 

Heaven help me, please don't let me 
That's the way it goes
The frightening thoughts of what you've been taught
And now it even shows

Lights out, lights out in London, hold on tight till the end
Better now you know you'll never wait till tomorrow
Lights out, hold on tight till the end
God knows we all get old

Lights out, lights out in London
Better now you know you'll never, flashes are scaling up
Lights out, lights out in London
I'll be a military soul 

Listen to you means I don't need you
I tried a thousand times
Under your feet grass is growing
Time we said goodbye

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 

Lights out, out, out, out
Lights out in London (out)