Lyrics

Backstreet door slams, Louis wakes to the morning light Remembers the time before standing In the shadow of the night They said he lived on gambling and he killed a man one day Sure that boy was crazy but he'd never take a life away Once an outlaw, always an outlaw, he's an outlaw Night driving a stolen car, police on the radio Pretty sure he hasn't a chance but you should see him go Tells himself 'won't happen again' Gonna take his life in his hands Looks like that he'll roll his dice And watch wherever it lands Judge refers to bench, "How much time should he get" Must be nine or ten years, it's the safest bet Well that's what you get for your life of crime That's what you get for your life of crime