On the streets that go by number Still can't figure out how to get home There is no life lines, only dead lines Sure picked a fine time to be born First you taste it then you're wasted By the time you're almost 16 years old Everything used to be so simple Like the beating of a heart Dedicated to my little darling Right until the day we'd part There's a fist on the door I can hear it knocking Gotta check it out Beyond a shadow of a doubt There's something heavy going down And there's more to it than a pistol and a gun There's something going down On a midnight operation When the searchlights make your skin crawl My reaction to the action is I don't wanna be doing this at all Breaking rules that are made in schools That teach you how to be successful Used to be oh so simple Like the beating of a heart Dedicated to my little darling Right until the day we'd part There's fist on the doorI can hear it knocking Gotta check it out Beyond a shadow of a doubt There's something heavy going down And there's more to it than a pistol and a gun There's something going down Something heavy going down There's more to it than a pistol and a gun There's something going down, Something heavy going down There's more to it than a rocket and a bomb There's something going down, Something heavy going downA Nd there's more to it than a pistol and a gun There's something going down, down, down, down yeah Something heavy going down