Behind the colored lights

Hulla bah loo Hoo rah loo What should I do? Grab Gags Or bags? It Is them. The lights that is. It's the lights that do it to you. They get in your blood. The air in the morning opening day. Deasel fuel and fresh cut grass. Later popcorn and fried Dough. A ride jock. It's who I am. But is it who I have to be ? do you know ??