when the lights are fading slowly on another show
and the crowd has gone, the people cease to shout for more
you´d better run, stop from crying all the time
don´t you know it´s got to end, i thought you were a friend of mine
goodbye bright light city heading for the sun
where the southern girls are pretty and there´s two for one
you´d better run, stop from crying all the time
don´t you know it´s got to end, i thought you were a friend of mine