There was blood on the table And there were tears in the wine With a sole invitation To lay it on the line She said somebody help me Somebody help me break free And there were eyes in the darkness And they were looking at me
We started runnin' through the dead of the night I said mama, mama, mama we'll make it alright
Running that anejo - layin' it on the line Running that anejo - trying to make it clean Running that anejo - man, we were running blind
It was five in the morning There was no way out All the shapes in the moonlight And there was no doubt I said "nobody move" So we wouldn't be seen Such a beautiful lady And only 17
When it was time to run and test our fate We were both under pressure It was all we could take Vigilantes given one more chance It's the price you have to pay If you want to take a stance
Running that anejo - layin' it on the line Running that anejo - trying to make it clean Running that anejo - man we were running blind Running that anejo - caught in the battle zone Running that anejo - lucky to be alive Running that anejo - we knew we were on our own Running that anejo - only hoped we'd survive
We started runnin' through the dead of the night I said mama, mama, mama we'll make it alright
There was blood on the table And there were tears in the wine With cash in our pockets We were running blind Always the hunted We ran hand in hand All the way through the jungle We cheated fate again
That was a night we'll never forget Runnin' through the jungle you could taste the sweat Into the open we were dead on our feet I said mama, mama, mama let me tell 'bout the heat
Running that anejo - layin' it on the line Running that anejo Running that anejo - man we were running blind Running that anejo Running that anejo - caught in the battle zone Running that anejo Running that anejo - we knew we were on our own Running that anejo Running that anejo - lucky to be alive Running that anejo Running that anejo - only hoped we'd survive
Compositor: Myles Francis Goodwyn ECAD: Obra #31859486