He had a yen to stay all night He held your face into the light That's when he could take you out And you should see him on the street He moves so fast it's like he has no feet I could tell someone 'bout your one and only one You better run baby run better move on it Everybody gets out before they get hit It don't look good on the face of it But you must get down to the other side He's looking down the street he heads He sees the light break in his stead He has nowhere left to go He used to be a bigger star He used to drive a different car I could tell someone 'bout his little stolen gun You better run baby run better move on it Everybody gets out before they get hit It don't look good on the face of it But you must get down to the other side And over your shoulder are the lights of the city You got your red shirt on and you look so pretty - yeah yeah yeah yeahhh Oh I could tell someone 'bout your one and only one Run baby run better move on it Everybody gets out before they get hit It don't look good on the face of it But you must get down You better run baby run better move on it Everybody gets out before they get hit It don't look good on the face of it But you must get down Yeah you must get down To the other side

Love can be so strange Don't it amaze you? Everytime you give yourself away It comes back to haunt you Love's an elusive charm And it can be painful To understand this crazy world But you're not gonna crack No, you're never gonna crack Run, my baby, run, my baby, run Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun So run, my baby, run, my baby, run Life can be so cruel Don't it astound you? When nothing seems too certain or safe Let it burn through you You can keep it pure on the inside And you know what you believe to be right So you're not gonna crack No, you're never gonna crack Run, my baby, run, my baby, run Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun So run, my baby, run, my baby, run Find out who you are Before you regret it 'Cause life is so short There's no time to waste it Run, my baby, run, my baby, run Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun So run, my baby, run, my baby, run Run, my baby, run, my baby, run C'mon Run, my baby, run, my baby, run C'mon Run, my baby, run, my baby, run C'mon Run, my baby, run, my baby, run C'mon

This is my alphabet Because time goes on, and things are changing in my world Here is a new alphabet for the children of my generation. Of course, all this words have a meaning for me But all the generations might find a different mood to their world. My alphabet goes like this: A stand for anything and B for bionic and Bach C stands for claustrophobia and D for dirty old men E stands for everyone, F is full-frontal and friends G of course stands for getting a divorce, H now stands for hijacking And, I for a king size ego, J now stands for jukebox and junkies K is for those who kiss and tell and leading lady starts with L Naturally, M is for me, N is for never again O is for that famous stOry, huum and P for pain, poverty Q stands for quality, which is better than quantity R stands for rock and roll, S is sexy and sad, T drives them totally mad And U for everything to me, V stands for little voodoo W for where and When, X sounds extremely mysterious Y is the question I keep asking Z for the zero you will get, if you don't learn my alphabet.

Gold, I give you gold, gold Did you ever dig for gold into the ground? Have you ever wanted gold? Have you ever listened to this precious sound? The glorious sound of gold... Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Did you ever see the fighting that is started when men can die for gold? And can you sleep at night feelin' they might steal it? Your priceless fabulous gold. Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold The glowin' shine of gold, the burnin' fire of gold It's gold that drives them mad It's gold that makes them bad Everybody is fightin', everybody is stayin' For what? For gold, for gold! It's divinin', intoxicatin', influatin' and frustratin' Gold, gold, gold Hypnotizin', fascinatin', frightenin', inebriatin' Gold, gold, gold New look at the whore, she wears a golden dress She know the price of gold The dollar and the Mark they go up, They go down, they all move to the rule of gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold (that gold) Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold (it's gold I want)