Back on the Chain

Don't be bitchin' honey 'Cause you're holding all the money And now we're outlaws, running scared And I don't think it's funny Keep your foot on the gas now baby Don't you let 'em in 'Cause we're just thieves and I don't need to be back on that chain again Don't you be complaining 'Cause you're gonna do my brain in We just trying to cop a feel And I think the cops are gaining Get that petal to the metal baby Don't you let 'em win 'Cause we're just thieves, and I don't need to be back on that chain again Don't shoot me down, I ain't no violent man Don't put a forty-five in my hand, I ain't gonna do no time I know I've been a fool But please don't send me down I don't want to spend my life locked up without no women around Now we're back on the street In love with every whore I meet 'Cause money walks and money talks And I can hardly keep my feet Keep lookin' over your shoulder baby In case they zero in 'Cause we're just thieves and I don't need to be back on that chain again Police, don't shoot me down I don't want to die in the dust I can't make the scene where I die like a dog with the crowd looking on in disgust We're just kids with guns American as apple pie So don't you put that hurt on me, I ain't gonna do no time We were just running scared Everybody but us knew the game We never had no reason to kill but those people are dead just the same --- Back on the Chain - Motörhead