(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-a