I get away from city life. Leave behind trouble and strife. Sweet Lorraine, she's my best friend, she is my wife. We fell in love all over again. On the other side of paradise.
Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire. Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire. . War, the order of city life. Where street signs are markers of battle lines.
In these times of troubles, toils and stress. We'll always be safe by doin' what we do best. Playin' our music, well, that was born down in our souls.