Down on the Run

It's late, and the week-end's near You could say I can't wait Till the gang gets here Eight, and the Angels are roaring Shining those dips Straight line for the strip If I back out Fake a black out At my night on the chicken run Need some moonshine Doctor goodtime Keeping my nerves in line Down on the run Cy, the pack leader's wild Even preaches to ride In a Brando style Fast, two shadows are closing Passing like knives Short cut on our lives If I back out Fake a black out At my night on the chicken run Needs some moonshine Doctor goodtime Keeping my nerves in line Down on the run When the boys are called together To hand me out a feather, I'm through Sweating in my leather so I guess its now or never Something I've gotta do, just gotta do What I gotta do It's late, and the week-end's near You could say I can't wait Till the gang gets here Eight, and the Angels are roaring Shining those dips Straight line for the strip Shining those dips Straight line for the strip Passing like knives Short cut on our lives Shining those dips Straight line for the strip