A/N: This is me, 12 o'clock at night, too much thoughts and not enough sleep. Please R&R.

When the lights go out in heaven town,

The dead done do what hey, babe, they was born t'do.

Sugarlips and pumpkin pie,

Geez honey, hope you liked the ride

This lil'ol town ain't much,

But we got one hell of a band,

Yeah sweetie, we got one hell of a band.

When the street-doors swing an' click to the rhythm

When I join the crowd on the spotlit stage

The King an' holly done pick up the song,

An' the crowd starts the riot of their lives,

We say,

This lil'ol town ain't much,

But sweetie, we got one hell of a band.

Yeah, babe, we got one hell one a band.