Look out ahead

I see danger come

I wanna' pistol

I wanna' gun

I'm scared baby

I wanna' run

This world's crazy

Give me the gun.

Baby, baby

Ain't it true

I'm immortal

When I'm with you

But I wanna' pistol

In my hand

I wanna' go to

A different land.

I met a man

He told me straight

'you gotta' leave

It's getting late'

Too many cops

Too many guns

All trying to do something

No-one else has done.

Baby, baby...

I walk on concrete

I walk on sand

But I can't find

A safe place to stand

I'm scared baby

I wanna' run

This world's crazy

Gimme' the gun.

Baby, baby.