Got A Criminal Record, I Can´t Cross State Lines First On The Bad List, And You´re Last On Mine Looking For A Scapegoat, Long Past Due Walking Down The Aisle, Staring Straight At You
I Still Hear Him Screaming,"Where Do I Hide?´ And Now He Asks And I Say,"Hurry Get Inside"
He Said, She Said, No She Dont Be Back Before Morning, And You Know She Wont Well I Remember That Summer, Like Yesterday And I Remember His Mother, As He Was Dragged Away
I Still Hear Him Screaming,"Where Do I Hide?" And Now He Asks And I Say,"Hurry Get Inside" A Whole Lot A Memory, Yours And Not Mine And Now He Asks And I Say,"Hurry Get Inside."
Got A Criminal Record, I Can´t Cross State Lines First On The Bad List, And Your Last On Mine Looking For A Scapegoat, Long Past Due Walking Down The Aisle, Staring Straight At You
I Still Hear Him Screaming,"Where Do I Hide?" And Now He Asks And I Say,"Hurry Get Inside" A Whole Lotta Memory, Yours And Not Mine And Now He Asks And I Say,"Hurry Get Inside"