[Intro]
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
[Verse 1]
C Bb C
Well, you think you're sitting pretty but you're sitting on a powder keg
Bb C
Well, you think you're standing steady but you're weak as a matchstick leg
Bb C
Well, there's a rumble in the city, there's a call out for your head
Bb C
Now isn't it a pity - your future's just a lump of lead
[Chorus]
G
But now you're running scared, you've got no place to run, you're caught between the law and the Big Guns
[Instrumental]
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
[Verse 2]
C Bb C
Well, it's a long way from the pool halls, through the rackets and the petty crime
Bb C
Well, you thought you were a tough one but you've bitten off too much this time
Bb C
You've stepped on the wrong toes, now look who you've upset
Bb C
You walked on the wrong toes, you've got your picture on the police gazette
[Chorus]
G
Well now you're running scared, you've got no place to run, you're caught between the law and the Big Guns
[Instrumental]
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
[Instrumental]
C Bb C
C Bb C
C Bb C
C Bb C
C Bb C
C Bb C
[Bridge]
G F F G
Your back's against a wall, you don't like it there at all
G F F G
Now your world's about to fall, you got no friends you can call
[Verse 3]
C Bb C
Well, you never felt so gritty, the sweat's pouring down your back
Bb C
You're like a tiger in the jungle and you can't find your way back
Bb C
You hadn't played your cards right, you hadn't seen the signs,
Bb C
Well, you tried to run the whole game, now you've come to the end of the line
[Chorus]
G
But now you're running scared, you've got no place to run, cause now you're face to face with the Big Guns
[Coda]
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
C Bb C Bb C Bb Ab Bb
Well, you think you're sitting pretty,
But you're sitting on a powder keg.
Well, you think you're standing steady,
But you're weak as a matchstick leg.
Well there's a rumble in the city,
There's a call out for your head.
Now isn't a pity,
You're future's just a lump of lead.
But now you're running scared you've got no place to run,
You're caught between the law and the Big Guns.
Yeah...
Well, it's a long way from the pool halls,
To the rackets and the petty crime.
Well, you thought you were a tough one,
But you've bitten off too much this time.
You've stepped on the wrong toes,
Now look who you've upset.
Well, you walked on the wrong turf,
You got your picture on the police gazette.
Well, now you're running scared, got no place to run,
You're caught between the law and the - Big Guns.
Yeahhh...
Your back's against a wall, you don't like it there at all.
Now your world's about to fall, you got no friends you can call.
Well, you never felt so gritty,
Well, the sweat's pouring down your back.
You're like a tiger in the jungle,
And you can't find your way back.
You haven't played your cards right,
You hadn't seen the signs.
Well, you tried to run the whole game,
Now you've come to the end of the line.
Well, now you're running scared, you've got no place to run.
Now you're face to face with the Big Guns.
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