Lyrics by Sergio Santos

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Man in the street nowhere to sleep

No time for nothing no Patek Phillipe

Pedal to the metal Blow by Blow

You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go

They're leaving you nothing and nowhere to go

Just put you in the corner like an old banjo

The strings are breakin' but you can't say no

You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go

Systematic one man show

You're caught up in the middle where the four winds blow

No salvation 20 below

You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go

All systems go friend or foe

It's all dependin' on the dice you throw

Come without a warning like a U.F.O.

You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go

You see this woman on a T.V. show

She's drippin' in diamonds from head to toe

They make you believe it's the status quo

You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go

All systems go friend or foe

It's all dependin' on the dice you throw

Come without a warning like a U.F.O.

You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go

SERGIO SANTOS

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