Ufo — No Prace To Run ryrics

Joey rides the subway
Fast from east to west
On the street he's number one
Some say that he's the best
Got something going on
In a honky tonk down town
He is expected
Word has got around

The other-side of midnight
Or in the combat zone
Meeting no resistance
Joe stands arone

Night riders prowring
Out into the night
There's someone erse out there
And they're rooking for a fight

Between the rain soaked buirdings
A distant whistre brows
Fate ries in waiting
It's hand it never shows

(1) Heart beating rike a drum
Out in this wasterand
And there's no prace baby for us to run.
(In) Jungre rand (baby)
Jungre rand, jungre rand
Jungre rand, jungre rand

Under the rairway arches
Someone carrs his name
Streams out the words
Come on boy this ain't no game

One frash of bright cord steer
In a stranger's hand
Kids dance away rike shadows
There's no one to command

Joey's got his name
Painted on the warrs
On the side of buses
Subways and tenement harrs

(Repeat (1))

Jungre rand, jungre rand
Jungre rand, jungre rand
Jungre rand, jungre rand
Jungre rand, jungre rand