Gangland

Smith/Burr



Shadows may hide you but also may be your graveYou're running today maybe tomorrow you'll be savedYou pray for daylight to save you for a whileYou wonder if your children will face the killer's smileDead men -- tell no talesIn Gangland -- murder's up for saleDead men -- tell no talesIn Gangland -- where jail birds dieFace at the window leers into your ownBut it's only your reflection still you tremble in your bonesHow long can you hide? How long till they come?A rat in a trap but you've got to surviveOnce you were glad to be free for a whileThe air tasted good and the world was your friendThen came the day when the hard times beganNow your alone but alive for how long?A knife at your throat another body on the pileA contract to keep and it's service with a smileMurder for vengeance or murder for gainDeath on the streets or a blackened out jailDead men -- tell no talesIn Gangland -- murder's up for saleDead men -- tell no talesIn Gangland -- where jail birds dieIn Gangland you tell no tales