Texty: Newsboys. Going Public. Lights Out.

Last one turns the lights out
And makes sure every curtain's drawn
Nails the shutters shut, he's sure
We are not of this world for long

Who do you think you are?
Did you figure out the date?
What do you hope to do
While you sit around and wait, wait, wait?

Last one turns the lights out
And disconnects the answer-phone
Stuffs all sense of mission, says
"I just can't turn the tide alone"

Who do you think you are?
Did you figure out the time?
What do you hope to do
While you hide out and whine, whine, whine?

Don't go shuttin' down
'Til the trumpet sounds
And the battle is won

Don't go punchin' out
'Til the final shout
And the Father says, "Well done"

Last one turns the lights out
And just keeps playing dumb
These were his instructions
He's not sure where he got 'em from

Why do you wanna hide in a separate class?
Why do you buy the lie
Of a faith under glass, glass, glass?

Don't go shuttin' down
'Til the trumpet sounds
And the battle is won

Don't go punchin' out
'Til the final shout
And the Father says, "Well done"

Last one shoots the lights out
And climbed up to the top of the roof
He's sitting there 'til the Second Coming
Says he's got mathematical proof

Who do you think you are?
Did you figure out the date?
What do you hope to do
While you sit around and wait, wait, wait?

Don't go shuttin' down
'Til the trumpet sounds
And the battle is won

Don't go punchin' out
'Til the final shout
And the Father says, "Well done"