Hey, little lights, shine on. Let us know just how low we are And how far gone. Cause sometimes I just don't know how to feel, It'd be easy if only life had a dashboard and a steering wheel. Moving forward's a risk but we take it now We say, "To Hell with all of this." If we knock on wood we might barely make it out Alive and well. Hey, little lights, shine on. Let us know how low we are and how far gone, And we just won't tell Dos about the little problems we tend to have on the road. Alive and well, we live to tell. These are some of our little secrets We didn't want you to worry, forget it.