Lyrics The Outlaws

The Outlaws

Racin' For The Red Light

Children of a fiery sky

Burnin' with the need to fly

Much too fast and much too soon

Learn the dance of passion's tune

Comb the sidewalks, four by four

Roam the night to make the score

Leather boys and girls in chains

No tomorrows, no real names

Always racin' for the red light

Who'll provide the silver spoon

Razor's edge, the red balloon

Who will wake up from this dream

Old and wise at seventeen

Who will spend eternity

Wonderin' why he couldn't see

Lookin' through the needle's eye

It's much too late

He's much too high

He keeps racin' for the red light

Whoa yeah

Racin' for the red light

Fast lane, foot to the floor

Racin' for the red light

Last game, who's keepin' score

Ooh ooh

When you need something badly

You've got to believe

That something can be

You go racin' the moon

The pistol rings out

Then it's over too soon

Yeah yeah

Metal guitars loud and mean

Drown out krishna tambourines

All along the boulevard

Jungle tough and concrete hard

Askin' if there's change to spare

(Change to spare)

Of anybody anywhere

Children of the fiery sky

Scant enough to get them high

[Repeat Chorus]

Anymore

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh

You go racin' the moon

The pistol rings out

Then it's over

[Repeat Chorus x2]