Turn turn away From the sound of your own voice Calling no one, just a silence Run to see you at the edge Fall off the avalanche Hold hold the light That fixes you in time Keeps you under

We all, we all, we all turn on, we all, we all, we all turn off Once was born of light like you Once was one but now I'm two When I was born of love like you When you were ten and I was two There were two monkeys talking sounding like little dogs They

All night, all night Make it a joy ride And I'll ride and I'll die I'll be cruise-controlling I'll take a test drive with you And I'll take a test drive with you All night, all night (I'll ride and I'll die) Turn off the lights Revving it up

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right Smoke rollin' out the window Yeah I'm chilling

Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lalalalalala Lock him up real tight Throw away the key and then Turn off all the lights First we're going to set some bait Inside a nasty trap and wait When he comes a-sniffing

Say it ain't so, I will not go Turn the lights off, carry me home Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill The night will go on All the small things True care truth brings I'll take one lift

And murder the dawn I plunged into misery I'll turn off the light Turn off the light Pain inside is rising I am the fallen one A figure in an old game No Joker's on my side No one can heal me

Why don't we turn off the phones, get somewhere alone? I'll trace that smile on your face, 'til the stars fade away Baby, cut off the lights, let our hands talk tonight There's things that need to be said, we can't say it in a text Got good love to be

Baby it's yours If you want it tonight I'll give you the red light special All through the night Just come through my door Take off my clothes And turn on the red light Take a good look at it

Let's turn up the radio Turn off those stupid singing shows Back to the shack Take me back, back to the shack Back to the strat with the lightning strap Kick in the door, more hardcore Rockin out like it's '94 I know where we need to go Sorry guys I