Outlaw
Terrorizing the streets
I wish you were half the man you're always claiming to be
A lost cruel world full of creeps
And if that's the case, then there's no room left for me
No room left for me
So many eyes on the street
Any thing a man should do one of them's likely to see
Its a lost cruel world for the creeps
And if that's the case it'll do just fine for me
Oh it'll do just fine for me
There's a point in every mans life
He's gotta question what is taught
Face to face with the demons of his own
Promise things that can't be bought
Do I really have some friends in this world
Or am I staring at the wall
Face to face with the demon of a man
Im not the hero you should call
Baby I'm an outlaw
Take me back to the streets
Back to the rough and tumble neighborhoods where heathens like us meet
Thats a world where I need to be
Where the devils swoon the ladies till they're dancing in the streets
Oh they're dancing in the streets
There's a point in every mans life
He's gotta question what is taught
Face to face with the demons of his own
Promise things that can't be bought
Do I really have some friends in this world
Or am I staring at the wall
Face to face with the demon of a man
Im not the hero you should call
Baby I'm an outlaw
Oh yeah
I wish you were half the man you're always claiming to be
A lost cruel world full of creeps
And if that's the case, then there's no room left for me
No room left for me
So many eyes on the street
Any thing a man should do one of them's likely to see
Its a lost cruel world for the creeps
And if that's the case it'll do just fine for me
Oh it'll do just fine for me
There's a point in every mans life
He's gotta question what is taught
Face to face with the demons of his own
Promise things that can't be bought
Do I really have some friends in this world
Or am I staring at the wall
Face to face with the demon of a man
Im not the hero you should call
Baby I'm an outlaw
Take me back to the streets
Back to the rough and tumble neighborhoods where heathens like us meet
Thats a world where I need to be
Where the devils swoon the ladies till they're dancing in the streets
Oh they're dancing in the streets
There's a point in every mans life
He's gotta question what is taught
Face to face with the demons of his own
Promise things that can't be bought
Do I really have some friends in this world
Or am I staring at the wall
Face to face with the demon of a man
Im not the hero you should call
Baby I'm an outlaw
Oh yeah
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Writer(s): Wes Jones
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