All
work and no play,
Makes Dick a dull dull boy, career
gets in the way.
Square jaw, ooo, such a handsome
face,
Why do you have to save the human
race?
Life
of crime, no it never pays,
Clean up the streets and make your
secret get-away.
All alone, in your room with your
radio,
No one to hold you, had to let her
go.
Chorus:
You're
a man with a gun in your hand,
Waging a war between good and evil
can be a bore.
If you don't take time, it's not
nice,
So here's my advice:
Take your love on the run,
Oh God, let me be the one.
Ah, ah, ah, man with a gun
All
boss and no brains,
Bullies and thugs, they take up
all your time in vain.
Can't let go, someone cries and
you hear the call,
Who's gonna catch you, don't good
guys ever fall?
(chorus)
All
alone, in your room with your radio,
No one to hold you, I would never
let you go.
(chorus,
with last line:)
'Cause I can show you some fun
(spoken)
And I don't mean with a gun. No.
You
are a man with a gun in your hand;
Waging a war between good and evil
can be a bore.
If you don't take time, it's not
nice,
So here's my advice:
Take your love on the run,
Oh God, let me be the one.
Ah, ah, ah, man with a gun, take
it out of your hand;
Waging
a war between good and evil can
be a bore.
If you don't make time, it's not
nice,
So here's my advice:
Take your love on the run,
Oh God, let me be the one.