Shoot Out The Lights - Los Lobos

In the dark who can see his face?

In the dark, who can reach him?

He hides like a child

He hides like a child

Keeps his finger on the trigger

He can’t stand the day

Shoot out the lights

Shoot out the lights

Keep the blind down on the window

Keep the pain on the inside

Just watching the dark

Just watching the dark

And he might laugh but you won’t see him

As he thunders through the night

Shoot out the Lights

Shoot out the Lights

In the darkness the shadows move

In the darkness the game is real

Real as a gun

Real as a gun

As he watches the streets of the city

And he moves through the night

Shoot out the lights

Shoot out the lights

Shoot out the lights