Album: Stories From The City, Stories From The Sea

Big exit

Look out ahead
See danger come
I want a pistol
I want a gun
I'm scared baby
I wanna run
This world's crazy
Give me the gun
Baby Baby
Ain't it true ?
I'm immortal
When I'm with you
But I want a pistol
In my hand
And I want to go to
A different land
I met a man
He told me straight
";You gotta leave
It's getting late
Too many cops
Too many guns
All trying to do something
No one else has done";
Baby Baby
Ain't it true ?
I'm immortal when I'm with you
But I want a pistol
In my hand
And I want to go to
A different land
Sometimes it rains so hard
And I feel the hurt
In my heart
Feels like the end of the world
I see the children
Sharp as knives
I see the children
Dead and alives
Beautiful people
Beautiful girls
I just feel like it's the end of the world
I walk on concrete
I walk on sand
But I can't find
A safe place to stand
I'm scared baby
I wanna run
This world's crazy
Give me the gun
Baby Baby
Ain't it true ?
I'm immortal
When I'm with you
But I want a pistol
In my hand
I want to go to
A different land