No Place To Run (BBC In Concert) - UFO

Joey rides the subway

Fast from East to West

On the street he’s number one

Some say that he’s the best

Got something going on

In a honky tonk down town

He is expected

Word has got around

The other side of midnight

Or in the combat zone

Meeting no resistance

Joe stands alone

prowling

Out into the night

There’s someone else out there

And they’re looking for a fight

Between the rain soaked buildings

A distant whistle blows

Fate lies in waiting

It’s hand, it never shows

Heart beating like a drum

Out in this wasteland

And there’s no place, baby, for us to run

Jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land

Under the railway arches

Someone calls his name

Streams out the words

«Come on, boy, this ain’t no game»

One flash of bright, cold steel

In a stranger’s hand

Kids dance away like shadows

There’s no one to command

Joey’s got his name

Pained on the walls

On the side of buses

Subways and tenement halls

Heart beating like a drum

Out in this wasteland

And there’s no place, baby, for us to run

Jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land

Jungle land, jungle land