Down On The Run - The Hollies

It’s late, and the week-end's near

You could say I can’t wait

Till the gang gets here

Eight, and the Angels are roaring

Shining those dips

Straight line for the strip

If I back out

Fake a black out

At my night on the chicken run

Need some moonshine

Doctor goodtime

Keeping my nerves in line

Down on the run

Cy, the pack leader’s wild

Even preaches to ride

In a Brando style

Fast, two shadows are closing

Passing like knives

Short cut on our lives

If I back out

Fake a black out

At my night on the chicken run

Needs some moonshine

Doctor goodtime

Keeping my nerves in line

Down on the run

When the boys are called together

To hand me out a feather, I’m through

Sweating in my leather so I guess it’s now or never

Something I’ve gotta do, just gotta do What I gotta do It’s late, and the week-end's near

You could say I can’t wait

Till the gang gets here

Eight, and the Angels are roaring

Shining those dips

Straight line for the strip

Shining those dips

Straight line for the strip

Passing like knives

Short cut on our lives

Shining those dips

Straight line for the strip