Five hundred kids shout what's the deal?
And where do they go when the thrills have gone?
And the last chance girl in a first dance swirl
And it's no surprise when the last light dies
Sounding like the last one, always in demand
And the girl upon the wooden floor won't be dancing anymore
It's a very confusing way to feel
Lays her head down on the wooden floor won't be dancing anymore
And all the hatchet men are busy climbing up the wall
And the last song plays down at Babylon
Nothing's getting in there, no one's getting through
And the last song plays down at Babylon
And where do they go when the thrills have gone?
Five hundred kids shout what's the deal?
Banging on the window, tearing down the hall
The radio is silent except for wicked bands
And now the city is off limits to everyone in blue
