Warning lights are flashing down at Quality Control Somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole There's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down There's a meeting in the boardroom

So if you got a problem, pick up the telephone For the guns and glory cowboys from the twilight zone At the Continental Club, there's no extras for striptease We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please She's bugging me again, run to

Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry And there's moonshine in the trunk Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off

There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The big lights will inspire you Ooh, New York I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of Hear it for New

You caught the light Sky is light You carried mine I hear you when you call There's a sign for her and everyone And go on, but not with me And let it all fall down Let it all fall down They said that you would call

We can make it tonight I'm counting on you Gotta know -- the time has come to follow through Drive straight through the night Just hold on -- we can make it home before daylight There's a voice inside you And you know it can't be wrong So break away from

Lost in the middle of nowhere Where there is no cares Moonlight shining, county riding Counting the white lines as they blur by Till there's gravel on the ground Just you and me and the headlights glowing Not one bar on our phones We're young and the

It ain't love that I'm chasin' but I'm runnin' just in case There's trouble where I'm going but I'm gonna go there anyway I hate Sunday mornings 'cause they always seem to start this way I'm looking for a lighter, I already bought the cigarettes Guess I

Dance in and out of the beams Of a neon moon There's always room here for To watch your broken dreams Oh, but I'll be alright As long as there's light From a neon moon Oh, if you lose your one and only

Crosses grow on Anzio Where no soldiers sleep And where hell is six feet deep That death does wait There's no debate So charge and attack Going to hell and back A white light