Do What the Man with the Gun Says
Do what the man with the gun says:
Put the money in the bag,
put your hands behind your head
Do what the man with the gun says
down at the station house
behind the counter at Quick Mart

If you ever want to see her again
Behind the prison bars
or the comfort of your bed
Some day he’ll burn down in flames
In the chamber there’s a bullet with your name, son
Do what the man says

Do what the man with the gun says
Walk the line at night, dance to music in your head

If you ever want to see her again
Beneath the starry skies
Or in the backseat of your head
Some day he’ll burn down in flames
In the chamber there’s a bullet with your name, son
Do what the man says

The lines are blurry with the law
between the death row inmates and the life term prison guards
who spread your feet when they frisk you
you can scream, (they) can’t hear you
grab a badge and a pistol
before the nightstick cracks you hard

Do what the man says