Heat

When the rats are running
And the boys are gunning
For heads on a tin plate -
You can hear the football
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 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.
Nothing all parties of an earlier vacation
No use trying to board the train
After it's left the station.