90 Miles From Tyranny : ...And there's no place, baby, for us to run...

Thursday, May 13, 2021

...And there's no place, baby, for us to run...


The other side of midnight
Or in the combat zone
Meeting no resistance
Joe stands alone

Night riders prowling
Out into the night
There's someone else out there
And they're looking for a fight

Between the rain soaked buildings
A distant whistle blows
Fate lies in waiting
It's hand it never shows

Heart beating like a drum
Out in this wasteland
And there's no place, baby, for us to run
(In) jungle land (baby)
Jungle land, jungle land
Jungle land, jungle land


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