Back On The Chain

Don't be bitchin' honey,

'Cos you're holding all the money,

And now we're outlaws, running scared,

And I don't think it's funny,

Keep your foot on the gas now baby,

Don't you let 'em in,

'Cos we just thieves and I don't need,

To be back on that chain again.

Don't you be complaining,

'Cos you're gonna do my brain in,

We just trying to cop a feel,

And I think the cops are gaining,

Got that petal to the metal baby,

Don't you let 'em win,

'Cos we just thieves, and I don't need,

To be back on that chain again.

[1st Chorus:]

Don't shoot me down, I ain't no violent man,

Don't put a .45 in my hand,

I ain't gonna do no time,

I know I've been a fool,

But please don't send me down,

I don't want to spend my life locked up,

Without no women around.

Now we're back on the street,

In love with every whore I meet,

'Cos money walks and money talks,

And I can hardly keep my feet,

Keep lookin' over your shoulder baby,

In case they zero in,

'Cos we just thieves and I don't need,

To be back on that chain again.

[2nd Chorus:]

Police don't shoot me down,

I don't want to die in the dust,

I can't make the scene where I die like a dog with the crowd looking on in disgust,

We're just kids with guns,

American as apple pie,

So don't you put that hurt on me,

I ain't gonna do no time,

We were just running scared,

Everybody but us knew the game,

We never had no reason to kill,

But those people are dead just the same.