Lost sight, looking for a way out It's a good time, to get your head together Oh, bloodshot, don't wanna see you washed up In a hotel, I'll come up and check you out This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
You feel that you wouldn't take a fall Oh, she said you used to be a heart breaker There is no fun, sleeping with a shotgun With your head back, you look to meet your maker, maker This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
When you're rattled and cold Stoned, you can't feel it all So don't throw it all away Cos you never get it back
Lost love, I'm a great adventure Oh, so pick it up and put it back together When you're knocked down, it's hard to understand When opportunity is holding out her hand This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run This is the call to arms, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
Compositores: Daniel Robert Goffey (Danny Goffey) (PRS), Gareth Michael Coombes (PRS), Michael Milton Quinn (Quinn Michael) (PRS), Robert Joseph Coombes (Rob Coombes) (PRS)Editor: Warner/chappell Music Publishing Limited (PRS)Publicado em 2008 (12/Mar)ECAD verificado obra #2198027 e fonograma #3957019 em 09/Abr/2024