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

Daylight come and we don't wanna go home Dayo, me say dayo Yeah so, we losin' control Turn the lights low 'cause we about to get blown Let the club shut down (We won't go, oh, oh, oh) From the window (from the window) To the wall (to the wall) This club

London's burning with boredom now London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine London's burning All across the town, all across the night Everybody's driving with full headlights Black or white, you turn it on, you face the new religion Everybody's

Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin

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

We could just run them red lights We’re going to make it now Don’t ever turn around Nobody else needs to know Where we might go There ain’t no reason to stay We’ll be light years away What are we waiting for Blacked out,

I say yeh yeh, that's what I say I say yeh yeh We gotta do that, we gotta do that I got my answer, the only thing I can say We'll play a melody and Turn the lights down low so that none can see And there'll be no one else alive In all the world 'cept you

Who's gonna save you When the stars fall from your sky And who's gonna pull you in When the tide gets too high Who's gonna hold you When you turn out the lights I won't lie I wish that I Woah, woah, woah oh Could be your superman tonight

So don't turn off the lights I don't want to be in the dark tonight 'Cause I can't read your mind I need to know if what I'm doing is right I don't have to tell you What this is all about 'Cause baby half the fun Is in us figuring it up all out So why

Promise that you will sing about me Dying of thirst And its my turn to settle down My main concern When the lights shut off Dye your thirst How many sins? I'm running out You dying of thirst