Well alright
Just to get down, get down, get down
Let me tell y'all a story
about five, beautiful boys
That went to jail
That went to jail.
Here we go
Here we go.
In a middle of a gunfight
in a centre of a restaurant
they said
come with your arms raised high
Well they're never gonna catch me
Like a bullet through a flock of doves
to wage
this war against
your faith
in me