Lyrics of
Heat

Get out of the heat, get out of the heat
Get out of the heat
When the rats are running and the boys are gunning
For heads on a tin plate
You can hear the footfall softly in the back yard
And the black jack is called face up on the last card

You'd better call your witness in your dirty business
Trop tard sera le cri
Better run while you can, better set the tall sail
Better make deep cover before the boys have you nailed

There's just one chance to get away
I'll catch up with you another day
I'll close my eyes and count to ten
And come right after you again
Grab your credit cards
Cash in on your resources
Take your passport from the drawer
Don't stop to change the horses, get out

Get out of the heat, get out of the heat
Get out of the heat
Now can you feel the pressure? Have you got the measure
Of being a wanted man?
Cold drink in your hand, hot sweat on your brow
And there's no understanding going to help you now

Get out, get out, get out, get out the heat, oh
Get out, get out, get out the heat, heat, heat
Get out, get out the heat
Get out, get out the heat
Get out, get out the heat, get out the heat, heat, heat


So grab your credit cards
Cash in on your resources
Take your passport from the drawer
Don't stop to change the hor-ses
Notify all parties of an earlier vaca- tion
No use trying to board the train after it's left the sta-tion


When the rats are running and the boys are gunning
For heads on a tin plate
You can hear the footfall softly in the back yard
And the black jack is called face up on the last card
Get out of the heat, get out of the heat
Get out of the heat, get out of the heat
Get out of the heat, get out of the heat
Get out of the heat, get out of the heat