Bob Welch, Carmine Appice - Outskirts Live At The Roxy, Hollywood, 1981

Текст песни

Last night red lights and sirens sound
Nine miles on a back street
Sneakin' out of town
Out of touch, goin' underground
Look into the mirror;
Can see 'em bearin' down
Long road windin'
Headlights in the dark
Don’t know where we’re goin'
But it can’t be too far
Ten g’s, three for you, the rest I’ll keep
No clues, no avenues
It’s a perfect scheme
Look-out outskirts
Hang a left at the hangin' tree
‘Cause they say they’re gonna get ya
But they won’t mess with me!
Long road burnin'
You know you can’t look back
Cause every where your turnin'
You can’t escape the fact…
Yeah, they’re gettin' closer now
Step on it man you know they’re gainin' ground
Not afraid to die, until right now
I can almost feel em' breathin'
Fear for me…
Oh, last night, murder one was in the air, huh;
Johnny didn’t mean to do it
But he was real scared
Outlaws, runnin' hidin', who knows where
Next time your on the outskirts
Huh, well, I’ll be waitin' there
Long road a windin'
Headlights in the dark
Long road returnin'
Like a knife, in your heart
I’m on the outskirts now
Fear for me, well
I’m on the outskirts
Fear for me