Lost sight Lookin’ for a way out It’s a good time, to get your head together Blood shot 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, you little outlaw on the run
Lucile, she wouldn’t take a fall, She said you used to be a heartbreaker (heartbreaker) There’s no fun sleeping with a shot gun Put your head back, you’ll live to meet your maker (maker)
This is the call boy, wake up boy, you’re on your own Get out your guns, you little outlaw on the run
When you’re out in the cold, stoned, can’t feel at all So don’t throw it all away cos you’ll never get it back
Lost love, on the great adventure So pick it up and put it back together When you’re knocked down, it’s hard to understand When opportunity is holding out a hand
This is the call boy, wake up boy, you’re on your own Get out your guns, you little outlaw on the run
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