The Great Escape - Ian Hunter

On the night of my 21st birthday

I was playing in a pub back room

When a local dude informed me of

My impending doom

Apparently I’d sullied the

Reputation of

The best left hook in the business, now

He’s looking for my blood

There’s a thug in every doorway

And it’s coming up to closing time

The best left hook in the business puts

His chair right next to mine

My heart was pushing like a funny car

Just before the start of a race

This ain’t no time to panic boy

Better get your head on straight

I left my guitar on the top of the bar

My jacket and coat on the seat

I’m over the counter, up the back stairs

They all thought I was taking a leak

I fly through the air with the greatest of ease

Out of the window and into the breeze

I land on my feet and I’m picking up speed

And all I could think was, «You'll never catch me»

When you got to get away

You got to get away

When you got to get away, it’s true

You got to get away

When you got to get away

Especially if the other guy is bigger than you

There ain’t no rhyme, there ain’t no reason

Just people going over the top

The winners are losers, the losers are covered in blood and they can’t get it

off

I fly through the air with the greatest of ease

Out of the window, over the trees

I land on my feet and I’m picking up speed

And all I could think was, «You'll never catch me»

That was my great escape

That was my big adventure

That was my brush with danger

That was my Alamo, baby

I heard alarm bells ringing

I heard the fat lady singing

I seen the club when he came out swingin'

I seen his eyes when I gave him the finger

Those days are over, it’s been good to know yah

You’re just a stone age daydream…