Texty: Spoon. Transference. Out Go The Lights.

You walk into the ballroom like
The cough, the wind, the rain was right
And all them heads went left to right
then out weith the lights
it was a break in time, I know your mechanism

And you became like that on which your heart was fixed
Before I knew what was which
out with the lights
There's a picture of you standing there in my black wig
Looking like who thinks they know who

standing there in my black wig
I came here for the light
You always looked good that way
Yout with the one-two punch from Illinois

If you lean any harder that window breaks at the bump
And when that light turns back again you will remember the way
They fall for you like a brick, oh, but nobody loves you
Or woos you when you're down or kicked

Out go the lights, never see that kind of poise
You always looked good that way
You with the one-two punch
You always looked good that way