And where do they go when the thrills have gone?
And now the city is off limits to everyone in blue
And the last song plays down at Babylon
Banging on the window, tearing down the hall

Five hundred kids shout what's the deal?

It's a very confusing way to feel
It's a very confusing way to feel

And the girl upon the wooden floor won't be dancing anymore
And where do they go when the thrills have gone?
Sounding like the last one, always in demand

And all the hatchet men are busy climbing up the wall
Lays her head down on the wooden floor won't be dancing anymore
And the last chance girl in a first dance swirl
Nothing's getting in there, no one's getting through
Five hundred kids shout what's the deal?
And it's no surprise when the last light dies
The radio is silent except for wicked bands

And the last song plays down at Babylon