Crime Story - The Walkabouts



thunder laughs and thunderclaps

the afternoons round here,

well they're just like that



I know ya' don't spook easy

I know ya' won't up and quit

let's keep it like that

now don't forget



when you go and make the drop

if he don't look ya' in the eye

well ya' better just walk



means madness is takin' over

madness is in charge

it's come out of the woodwork

madness-at-large



keep things close

keep the dogs at bay

just walk on by

story of a crime

walk on by

story of a crime



whole thing sounds harder than it is

timing's everything

but then you knew that, before I did



If this turns into a circus

too much talkin', too much noise

walk on by

keep holdin' on to the bag



There's a town on the Spanish border

where you can chill

he's supposed to tell ya' about it

but if he don't, head for the hills



find some empty olive grove

where you can stash the car

somewhere exotic

somewhere obscure



sometimes you do what is wrong

so ya' won't do what's worse

if ya' can't be righteous

at least be careful

just cause we feed the flame

don't mean we have to got burned



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