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 16 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 a 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 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 doorI 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 going down

Something heavy going down

There's more to it than a pistol and a gun

There's something going down,

Something heavy going down

There's more to it than a rocket and a bomb

There's something going down,

Something heavy going downA

Nd there's more to it than a pistol and a gun

There's something going down, down, down, down yeah

Something heavy going down