You were lookin' at your mother So you went and told your father Daddy don't say nothin' he's got plenty in his past Changed your way of thinkin' So you started drinkin' And you got arrested for drivin' blind
Take the rap, take the rap It's gonna break your back, it's a fact, take the rap
It was lined up on the mirror And you just started shavin' Didn't know what you were smokin' Cigarette came from a friend Judge said you're delinquent You don't want to think it So you put your head down, started servin' time
Take the rap, take the rap It's gonna break your back, take the rap
Tried to talkbut I got nothin' to prove--why you want to? Tried to run they took away my shoes--why you want to? Why you want me to take the rap?
Take the rap, take the rap It's gonna break your back, take the rap
Well your damned if iron bars'll Keep you rottin' in a prison Hell is lookin' better 'cause you'll Never get to heaven See your chance and take it Sure you're gonna make it You're prepared to take it 'cause you're never gonna...
Take the rap, take the rap It's gonna break your back, it's a fact, take the rap
(written by Nazareth) copyright 1982 Fool Circle Music Limited all rights reserved. lyrics used by permission
Compositores: Peter Agnew, Darrell Anthony Sweet, William Hardie Rankin (Rankin Billy), William Daniel Mccafferty, Manuel Charlton (Charlton Manny) ECAD: Obra #3892700 Fonograma #13165862