| Lyrics: | ...right after the robbery the murderer tries to escape, the police search
teams hard on his
heels. He's soon cornered and arrested...
Sirens wailing
Voices
yelling
Confusion in my head, I cannot think at all
There's no turning back, backed
against the wall
Sirens in the air, I hear that racking sound
The pounding of my heart, I'm
feelin' they're around
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!
Drop the
gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless, Senseless!
Floodlights
searching
Bloodhounds seeking
Bloody cops on my back, searching every block
I'm
cought in a trap, driven into and locked
No, I won't obey, I take my chance and run
I know
I'll find a way, yes, I still got my gun
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is
senseless!
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!
Or should I stop,
yield and confess it all...
...to dwell in jail for years? No! I've got to run!
Drop
the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless! |
