Lights

Getting over the worst shit ever and timed it well

Private property Friday night in August when it's hotter than hell

The kids, they were babbling just like his

The name of my accompanying friend is not important at all

But no, I never met or even seen him before

Hey who is lurking for you now, he's in the front seat ducking down

While I'm searching for leaf clovers, little nervous because

The church service in the atrium

When the lights turned on, lights turned on

(Lights turned on, lights turned on)

There's a security guard, security guard

Guard

Guard

(Lights turned on, the lights turned on)

Security guard

Swept up all the charcoal dust for the fingerprints

Maybe under the wrong impression

So we had things that they want, all the items ya bought

Hey what you wanna know, two detectives on the patio

Hey can the lights turn off, lights turn off

(Lights turned off, lights turned on)

A bunch of cops in the yard, cars on the lawn

(Cops in the yard, cars on the lawn)

I saw the lights turn on, lights turn off

(Lights turn on, lights turn off)

Too many cops in the yard, cars on the lawn

(Cops in the yard, cars on the lawn)

Oh

(I saw the lights turn on, lights turn on

Cops in the yard)

Killing time with the small talk, sweating over the shotgun

Figured I could be making this shit up

It's not like me at all but not impossible

Not impossible

Lights turn on, lights turn off, lights turn on

Lights turn on, lights turn off, lights turn on

Lights turn on, lights turn off, lights turn on

Lights turn on, lights turn off, lights turn on