Meno - Flashlights Flashlights There was something, in the flashlights, and like a pack of vultures, they circled through the night. They would cheer and cry, with their hands up high – it could have been for me... just imagine that. You want something? Something special? And like a pack of vultures, you would have torn it down. Still they get it all! Their face up on the wall. It should have been for me... just remember that! I wanna be rich and then some. Smooth and loud. I wanna go elsewhere, you can stay and hold the door. I wanna be loved and cherished, like your favourite book – I want it all right here, right now, ah ah ah aaah.