| He was just a lonely kid | |
| No matter what he did | |
| Was never recognised | |
| Then you came along | |
| Was the second son | |
| So special in their eyes | |
| Oh how he ran | |
| To the city where his dreams would turn to man | |
| Oh how he ran | |
| So he lived his life alone | |
| Where he lay was home | |
| Then they made him move along | |
| From town to town | |
| With his head held down | |
| Then he turned towards the gun | |
| Again how he ran | |
| From the badge he had no chance to understand | |
| Oh how he ran | |
| Don't cut the wire, cos he really needs you now | |
| Don't cut the wire, in the final hour | |
| When it comes to the rest, you were always the best | |
| Brother don't you cut the wire | |
| Many years have passed | |
| But behind the mask | |
| He always thought of you | |
| Now with a gun in hand | |
| It's his final stand | |
| Your brother needs you too | |
| He knows how he ran | |
| From the child he was | |
| Then later from the man | |
| Oh how he ran | |
| Don't cut the wire, cos he really needs you now | |
| Don't cut the wire, in the final hour | |
| When it comes to the rest, you were always the best | |
| Brother don't you cut the wire |