Late last night they cut the power to the neighborhood
The sky went black outside my window pane
And then shots rang out and everybody hit the floor
It was open season on us again
I must admit I felt relief when the red lights came
And the bullhorn demanded his surrender
Yeah - It's always a bad idea to let them know how you really feel
They took him away in cuffs and stuck him in the back of a car
And he looked out the window as the world passed him by
Was it really worth it? Did it mean a thing at all
Would anybody remember when he's gone
I'm sure it mattered not to anyone in here
We just carry on like we always do
Yeah - It's always a bad idea to let them know how you really feel
Yeah - It's always a bad idea to let them know how you really feel