Under the Gun
Lost in the shuffle the hustle and bustle of the city
Just a sweet young girl in a knockdown world, such a pity
Well she never worried, growin' up in a hurry
No one showed her the right
She met a man, he took her hand one night
Out on the street all the people you meet
Wanna use you for your innocent ways
Running around you're the talk of the town today
You were so cool you played by the rules
You thought you had it in the palm of your hand
You're on your way to the top and
They won't let you stop 'til you're there
Now you're
Chorus:
Under The Gun
Out on the Run
Paying the price with your flesh and your blood
It's bringing you down (bringing you down)
Livin' your life
Under The Gun
Under the lights, you're feelin' the bite
Of big city days and big city ngihts
Now you're alone, you wanna go home, but you can't
You're goin' outta your head, they're in and outta your bed
You're losin' sight of what you thought was the truth
They'll string you along 'til you're tattered and torn
Then along comes somebody new
When you're
(Chorus)
You were on the top but now you're runnin' out of time
Open your eyes, now you're under the gun, under the gun
(Chorus)
Just a sweet young girl in a knockdown world, such a pity
Well she never worried, growin' up in a hurry
No one showed her the right
She met a man, he took her hand one night
Out on the street all the people you meet
Wanna use you for your innocent ways
Running around you're the talk of the town today
You were so cool you played by the rules
You thought you had it in the palm of your hand
You're on your way to the top and
They won't let you stop 'til you're there
Now you're
Chorus:
Under The Gun
Out on the Run
Paying the price with your flesh and your blood
It's bringing you down (bringing you down)
Livin' your life
Under The Gun
Under the lights, you're feelin' the bite
Of big city days and big city ngihts
Now you're alone, you wanna go home, but you can't
You're goin' outta your head, they're in and outta your bed
You're losin' sight of what you thought was the truth
They'll string you along 'til you're tattered and torn
Then along comes somebody new
When you're
(Chorus)
You were on the top but now you're runnin' out of time
Open your eyes, now you're under the gun, under the gun
(Chorus)
Credits
Writer(s): Bruno Ravel, Steve West
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