作词 : Hay, Kooymans
On the streets that go by number
Still can't figure out how to get home
There is no life lines, only dead lines
Sure picked a fine time to be born
First you taste it then you're wasted
By the time you're almost
Sixteen years old
Everything used to be so simple
Like the beating of a heart
Dedicated to my little darling
Right until the day we'd part
There's fist on the door
I can hear it knocking
Gotta check it out
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
There's something heavy going down
And there's more to it than a pistol and a gun
There's something heavy going down
On a midnight operation
When the searchlights make your skin crawl
My reaction to the action
Is I don't wanna be doing this at all
Breaking rules that are made in schools
That teach you how to be successful
Used to be, oh so simple
Like the beating of a heart
Dedicated to my little darling
Right until the day we'd part
There's fist on the door
I can hear it knocking
Gotta check it out
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
There's something heavy going down
There's more to it than a pistol and a gun
There's something going down
Something heavy going down
And there's more to it than a pistol and a gun
There's something going down
Something heavy going down
And there's more to it than a rocket and a bomb
There's something going down
Something heavy going down
And there's more to it than a pistol and a gun
There's something going down, down, down, down, yeah
Something heavy going down