Crossfire

Written by：Tony Hicks/Terry Sylvester/Allan Clarke

The judge he put me down for life

Because I was a stone

They never got the money back

Because I never told

Well half of twenty five went by

Before they set me free

I know the game I know they play it

They're gonna follow me

Newspaper men crawl around with me say

They want the storyline

But I ain't gonna tell to them

Why I served the time

I know the boys are waiting in the cafe

Across the way

They wanna know where the money

It's

Where it's gonna stay

Oh caught in the middle of a crossfire

Gun on my left gun on my right crossfire

Well I ain't going nowhere

'Cos I kinda like this place

Until the heat cools down ain't gonna show my face

I tried to get some sleep someone's ringing on the phone

Why can't they all just go away and leave me alone

Oh caught in the middle of a crossfire

Gun on my left gun on my right crossfire

Just when I think I'm verging on the brink of freedom

Someone from the past turns to me and asks

Are you going somewhere if so lead on

I don't pay no rent it's on the house

I still got friends I found

They'll all be on my good books

When the time it comes around

Till then I'll sit here patiently

And bide my time each day

And when I'm free and flying

That'll be the time to pay

Oh caught in the middle of a crossfire

Gun on my left gun on my right crossfire

Crossfire