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