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Last night red lights & sirens sound, Nine miles on a back street, sneakin'
out of town, out of touch, goin' underground, Look into the mirror; can see
'em bearin' down, Long road windin', headlights in the dark, Dont know where
we're goin', but it cant be too far, Ten g's, three for you, the rest I'll
keep, No clues, no avenues, its a perfect scheme, look-out outskirts, hang a
left at the hangin tree, Cause they say they're gonna get ya, But they wont
mess with me! Long road burnin', you know you cant look back, cause every where
your turnin', you cant escape the fact... Yeah, they're gettin' closer now,
Step on it man you know they're gainin' ground, Not afraid to die, untill right
now, I can almost feel em' breathin', fear for me.. Oh, last night, murder one
was in the air, huh; Johnny didnt mean to do it, but he was real scared,
Outlaws, runnin' hidin', who knows where, Next time your on the outskirts,
huh, well, I'll be waitin' there. Long road a windin' headlights in the dark,
Long road returnin
' like a knife, in your heart. I'm on the outskirts now, fear for me, well,
I'm on the outskirts, fear for me.I'd have time on my hands 
Time to make some plans 
Time to take a different point of view 
I'd have time to be alone 
Time to stay out all night long 
But you know 
I'm too busy being blue 

I'd have time to fool around 
Time to paint the town 
Time to spend each night with someone new 
Time to take a walk 
Time to sit and talk 
But you know 
I'm too busy being blue 

I'd have time to leave behind 
Thoughts of you and all your kind 
Time to leave behind the world we knew 
But I'm still occupied 
Just remembering how we cried 
And you know 
I'm too busy being blue