Jethro Tull

Jethro Tull - Heat lyrics

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When the rats are running 

  and the boys are gunning 

  for heads on a tin plate --- 

  you can hear the footfall 

  softly in the back yard. 

And the black jack is called 

  face up on the last card. 



You'd better call your witness 

  in your dirty business. 

Trop tard sera le cri. 

Better run while you can --- 

  better set the tall sail. 

Better make deep cover 

  before the boys have you nailed. 



There's just one chance to get away --- 

  I'll catch up with you another day. 

I'll close my eyes and count to ten 

  and come right after you again. 



Grab your credit cards --- 

  cash in on your resources. 

Take your passport from the drawer, 

  don't stop to change the horses. 



Get out of the heat. 



Now can you feel the pressure? 

Have you got the measure 

  of being a wanted man? 

Cold drink in your hand --- 

  hot sweat on your brow. 

And there's no understanding 

  going to help you now. 



Grab your credit cards --- 

  cash in on your resources. 

Take your passport from the drawer, 

  don't stop to change the horses. 

Notify all parties 

  of an earlier vacation. 

No use trying to board the train 

  after it's left the station. 



Get out of the heat.
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Language: English

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