...right after the robbery the murderer tries to escape, the police search

teams hard on his heels. He's soon cornered and arrested...



Sirens wailing

Voices yelling



Confusion in my head, I cannot think at all

There's no turning back, backed against the wall

Sirens in the air, I hear that racking sound

The pounding of my heart, I'm feelin' they're around



Drop the gun, turn 'round!

Resistance is senseless!

Drop the gun, turn 'round!

Resistance is senseless, Senseless!



Floodlights searching

Bloodhounds seeking



Bloody cops on my back, searching every block

I'm cought in a trap, driven into and locked

No, I won't obey, I take my chance and run

I know I'll find a way, yes, I still got my gun



Drop the gun, turn 'round!

Resistance is senseless!

Drop the gun, turn 'round!

Resistance is senseless!



Or should I stop, yield and confess it all...

...to dwell in jail for years? No! I've got to run!



Drop the gun, turn 'round!

Resistance is senseless!