| Song | The Great Escape |
| Artist | Ian Hunter |
| Album | Man Overboard |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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" | |
| Chorus: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" | |
| ChorusThat 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… |
| 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" | |
| Chorus: 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" | |
| ChorusThat 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 |
| 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" | |
| Chorus: 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" | |
| ChorusThat 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 |