[Thurston] She scans the room, For a star to consume When eye contact is made, I suggest, son, you fix your grave 'Cause it's lights out for you Lights out for you There's not a hell of a lot you can do It's lights out for you He rolls his eyes At the thought of paradise But when he makes that insect sound, Then it's time, girl, for you to leave town 'Cause it's lights out for you Lights out for you There's not a hell of a lot you can do It's lights out for you She scans the room, For a star to consume When eye contact is made, I suggest, son, you fix your grave 'Cause it's lights out for you Lights out for you Lights out for you Lights out for you Lights out for you Lights out for you There's not a hell of a lot you can do It's lights out for you