Heat lyrics

Song information

Artist: Jethro Tull
Album: Under Wraps

Lyrics

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

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"Under Wraps" album track list