Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Way Out, artist - Dan Bull. Date of issue: 14.06.2017
Song language: English
A Way Out |
| I’ve found a way out |
| I’ve found a way out |
| A way out of this hell |
| A way out of this hell |
| But I can’t do it myself |
| Can’t do it all myself |
| I need a little help |
| I need a little help |
| But I’ve found a way out |
| Oh howdy, hey y’all |
| We were about to tell a tale |
| Of how to get out of jail |
| Without bail and without fail |
| No doubt they’ll try to follow our trail |
| So we’ll throw them off the smell |
| Scale mountains and vales |
| Down roofs and wells |
| And escape town, raise hell |
| Quite an incredible story |
| Two detestable criminals jetted in glory |
| But you were skeptical towards me |
| Almost ignored me, really you warned me |
| Stay away |
| But I have a daughter |
| And a father’s love is something really strong |
| Her being far is like fish that’s out of water |
| So I proved that I could be a worthy partner |
| I scrutinise the new arrivals |
| To find a suitable sidekick |
| Who’ll survive and who will thrive |
| If I supervise them through the life |
| We do inside this human binding zoo |
| That’s grinding you to piles of used detritus |
| Until a new life is to do or die for |
| I’m down, damn, don’t you understand? |
| No slack like a racked rubber band |
| You can stop looking for your other man |
| We’re a team on the way to motherland |
| And when we’re done we can part ways |
| From this parley, eat a parfait |
| On the parkway or the pathway |
| But we can’t do this halfway, can we? |
| I don’t want to be behind bars |
| I want to sleep in five star hotels |
| And drive cars |
| Low life with a kind heart |
| So I’ll be right behind you when the fight starts |
| I’ll strike guards |
| When a couple of die hards combine smarts |
| It’s like «What?» |
| Whatever it takes |
| Sever and break |
| Anybody who would tether our fate |
| We’re doing this now |
| Hell if I wait |
| I don’t have the time, I’m not in the state |
| Of mind, I’m putting my trust and my faith |
| In your plan, I hope I’m not making mistakes |
| We’re seeing this through and scraping the plate |
| We’re breaking our chains and storming the gate |
| Trust in my decision |
| Mission: Busting out of prision |
| Hidden, sussing out the system |
| Bring the cooking out the kitchen |
| Cuss each other out like brothers |
| Busting raps on rhythms |
| Ay, didn’t your mother ever think |
| To teach you how to listen? |
| She did, I’m glad I listened to you |
| This prison is something we’re wriggling through |
| No witnesses, wit and just riveting coup |
| Positioning us, from vision of you |
| This is our run, this is our chance |
| Opportunity for us to advance |
| I’m taking the reins and taking a stance |
| We’re taking a risk, let’s hope that it stands |
| The penal system sucks |
| We need to steal a pickup truck |
| And leave for freedom |
| Police we leave them in the dust |
| 'cause we could give a fu… |
| We all have reasons to keep breathing |
| Even if it means thieving |
| People we keep dear and need to see them |
| These are deep feelings |
| I’ve found a way out |
| I’ve found a way out |
| A way out of this hell |
| A way out of this hell |
| But I can’t do it myself |
| Can’t do it all myself |
| I need a little help |
| I need a little help |
| But I’ve found a way out |