Sirens wailing
Voices yelling
Confusion in my head, I cannot think at all
There's no turning back, backed against the wall
Sirens in the air, I hear that racking sound
The pounding of my heart, I'm feelin' they're around
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless, Senseless!
Floodlights searching
Bloodhounds seeking
Bloody cops on my back, searching every block
I'm cought in a trap, driven into and locked
No, I won't obey, I take my chance and run
I know I'll find a way, yes, I still got my gun
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!
Or should I stop, yield and confess it all ...
... to dwell in jail for years? No! I've got to run!
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!
