Big Guns

You've got your picture on the police gazette

You've got no place to run
You've stepped on the wrong toes
There's a call out for your head
You hadn't seen the signs
Well, now you're running scared
Now isn't it a pity
Now you've come to the end of the line
Now look, who you've upset
Well, there's a rumble in the city
Well, now you're running scared
Well, you walked on the wrong toes
But you're weak as a matchstick leg
You're like a tiger in the jungle
You don't like it there at all
Your future's just a lump of lead?

And sweat's pouring down your back
Well, you tried to run the whole game
Got no place to run
You're caught between the law and the Big Guns
You've got no place to run

And you can't find no way back
You got no friends, you can call
You're caught between the law and the Big Guns

But you've bitten off too much this time
Well, you thought you were a tough one

Well, it's a long way from the pool halls
Your back's against a wall
Now you [Incomprehensible] about to fall
You hadn't played your cards right

But now you're running scared
Well, you think you're standing steady
Through the rackets and the petty crime
Well, you never felt so gritty