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Lyrics for Heat by Tull Jethro:
| | | Artist: | Tull Jethro |
| | Album: | Underwraps | | Track: | Heat | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 72 | | | | Lyrics: | When the rats are running
and the boys are gunning
for heads on a tin plate --
you
can hear the footfall
softly in the back yard.
And the black jack is called
face up
on the last card.
You'd better call your witness
in your dirty business.
Trop
tard sera le cri.
Better run while you can --
better set the tall sail.
Better make
deep cover
before the boys have you nailed.
There's just one chance to get away
--
I'll catch up with you another day.
I'll close my eyes and count to ten
and come
right after you again.
Grab your credit cards --
cash in on your
resources.
Take your passport from the drawer,
don't stop to change the
horses.
Get out of the Heat.
Now can you feel the pressure?
Have you got
the measure
of being a wanted man?
Cold drink in your hand --
hot sweat on your
brow.
And there's no understanding
going to help you now.
Notify all
parties
of an earlier vacation.
No use trying to board the train
after it's left
the station.
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