Crossfire Lyrics - A - Jethro Tull

Spring lights in a hazy May 

And a man with a gun at the door 

Someone's crawling on the roof above 

All the media here for the show 

I've been waiting for our friends to come 

Like spiders down ropes to free-fall 

A thirty round clip for a visiting cards 

Admit one to the embassy ball 

Caught in the crossfire on Princes Gate Avenue 

In go the windows, out go the lights 

So call me a doctor, fetch me a policeman 

I'm down on the floor in one hell of a fight 

I'm just a soul with an innocent face 

A regular boy dressed in blue 

Conducting myself in a proper way 

As befitting the job that I do 

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They came down on me like a ton of bricks 

Swept off my feet, knocked about 

There's nothing for it but to sit and wait 

For the hard men to get me out 

I'm caught in the crossfire on Princes Gate Avenue 

In go the windows, out go the lights 

So call me a doctor, fetch me a policeman 

I'm down on the floor in one hell of a fight 

Calm reason floats from the street below 

And the slow fuse burns through the night 

Everyone's tried to talk it through 

But they can't seem to get the deal right 

Somewhere there are Brownings in a two-hand holds 

Cocked and locked, one up the spout 

There's nothing for it but to sit and wait 

For the hard men to get me out 

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I'm caught in the crossfire on Princes Gate Avenue 

In go the windows, out go the lights 

So call me a doctor, fetch me a policeman 

I'm down on the floor in one hell of a fight 

In go the windows 

So call me a doctor, fetch me a policeman 

I'm down on the floor 

Caught in the crossfire, Princes Gate Avenue 

In go the windows 

So call me a doctor, fetch me a policeman 

Down on the floor 

Caught in the crossfire, Princes Gate Avenue 

In go the windows 

Caught in the crossfire