[Verse] Flickerin' neon sings a golden tune, Beer signs buzzin’ like a summer moon. Cans clinkin’ on the bar, the night's in bloom, Every face a story, every soul a room. [Pre-Chorus] The jukebox hums a low-down, sweet refrain, Laughter rolls like whiskey in the rain. I see you there, with that old red guitar, Wishin’ your troubles just wouldn’t stay too far. [Chorus] Oh, the signs light up, the bottles glow, Fridays fall like a soft, slow show. Hands reach high, a wild, free flight, Under the glow, we burn the night. Yeah, the signs light up, the bottles burn, Every wrong turn just turns us back to the turn. [Verse] Some folks dance on tables, others drink alone, A broken chord on a dusty phone. A kiss in shadows, a name half-spoken, This town don’t care, but we’re all awaken. [Pre-Chorus] The bassline groans, the sky’s gone gray, But we’re dancin’ blind and feelin’ okay. The world outside, it can wait, We’re in the fire, we’re feelin’ fate. [Chorus] Oh, the signs light up, the bottles glow, Fridays fall like a soft, slow show. Hands reach high, a wild, free flight, Under the glow, we burn the night. Yeah, the signs light up, the bottles burn, Every wrong turn just turns us back to the turn. [Bridge] And the lights don’t lie, they hum a bluesy truth, That even in the messy, we’re still in the proof. The world gets loud, but the music stays, A single note in a fading blaze. [Chorus] Oh, the signs light up, the bottles glow, Fridays fall like a soft, slow show. Hands reach high, a wild, free flight, Under the glow, we burn the night. Yeah, the signs light up, the bottles burn, Every wrong turn just turns us back to the turn. [Outro] Signs light up… bottles burn… Fridays fall… we’re livin’ in the turn… Yeah… Flickerin’… Glow… Flicker… Burn…