In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun

Why are we always stuck and running from The bullets? The bullets We gotta get away from here Just stop your crying We never learn, we been here before It's a sign of the times We got to get away We got to, we got to (away)

You've been down too long in the midnight sea Ride the tiger You can see his stripes but you know he's clean Oh don't you see what I mean Gotta get away Oh what's becoming of me Holy Diver, yeah

We gotta get out of this place If it's the last thing we ever do Now my girl you're so young and pretty Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin' He's been workin' and slavin' his life away (Yeah!) I've been workin' too, baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!) Girl, there's

And when the owls cry in the night If the river runs dry, baby, how do you feel? Oh baby it's cryin' time Oh baby I got to fly Got to try to find a way Got to try to get away 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you babe

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away Let me hear a single word that you say Are ya'll just mad at my dinero? All I gotta say You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero Can't get too close cause I'm real My temperature make you feel Keep it lit up and

'Cause if you don't then you's a dead man Oh, 'cause if you don't then you's a dead man Oh, just tell the reaper take my soul away Promise to keep up these people head, man You gotta get this fuckin' bread, man You gotta use your fuckin' head, man Steady

You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from It takes away all of your big problems So get away to where the boat leaves from There's a place, where the boat leaves from It takes away all your

I believe things are going wrong, And the night goes on and on, All your dreams have flown away, And the sun won't shine today The lights go down, One day,I gotta get out of here, I gotta make everything clear I gotta see you.

And I thank my god Go 1, 2, 3, 4, Yeah yeah you gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth ain't gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold