Getting over the worst shit ever, you timed it well
Private property, Friday night in August when it’s hotter than hell
The kids
We were babbling just like kids
The name of my accompanying friend is not important at all
No, I never met or even seen him before
Oh
And hey you
He’s working for you now
He’s in the front seat talkin’ down
While I’m searching for these clothes
He’s real 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 on charcoal dust for fingerprints
You may be under the wrong impressions
Look, we had the things that they want
And all the items you pawned
Hey, what you want to know?
Two detectives on the patio
Again, the lights turned off, lights turned on
(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 on
(Lights turn on, lights turn on)
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 small talk
Sweating up in the shotgun
Figured I could be making this shit up
It’s not like me at all
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
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