(Steele)



The full moon's light broken by the blades of a helicopter

People screaming, running, lights flashing

Suddenly, a beam of light from the overhead chopper, detects my presence

He radios to the ground troops and a hundred, or more black leather boots

helmets hiding expressionless faces brandishing clubs, turn

and begin to pursue me down a bloody boulevard

Seeking refuge, I duck into a dark alley

An unseen hand, covers my mouth and nostrils

History repeats itself, everything goes black

I'm looking over my shoulder and I'm keeping my nose clean

I'm on Hollywood Boulevard, in facist Germany

The moon is full and the streets are lined in blue

I'm on Hollywood Boulevard, they're coming after you

They're coming out

They're coming out

They're coming out in force tonight

They're coming out

They're coming out

So watch out for those flashing lights

Motorcycles buzzing, helicopters overhead

I think of another time and place and wish that I was dead

I see the people running, I see where people died

I try to see shelter, but there's noplace left to hide

They're coming out

They're coming out

They're coming out in force tonight

They're coming out

They're coming out

So watch out for those flashing lights

They're coming out in force tonight

So watch out for those flashing lights

I see what had moments ago been my best friend's,

now lifeless, battered, bloody body barely recognizable

Come day or night, the black and white

Are looking out for you

And come the time you're out of line

They'll bring it down on you

They're coming out

They're coming out

They're coming out in force tonight

They're coming out-aca