While you go running freely spending money every place
You drop a bomb in my backyard, you penetrate my radar
Got to the driver of my car, an' past the dogs, past the guards
I got all the time in the world
And all of my alarms supposed to be so state of the art
Riding around forever on an empty tank of gas
You penetrate my radar, you penetrate my radar
High up in a glider high up here without a care
If I am guilty so are you, it was March 4th, 1982
And an empty pocketbook I better get it to the bank
You played me like a chess game and now you say checkmate
And me I got to hide and I don't dare to show my face
