Times are runnin', runnin' good
But ya think yer goin' down bad
The last job that you had
It just nearly drove you mad
You thought you had it made
When you tried to make it stay
Now you know that you are wrong
Yeah that is the devil's bloody way
You got 'em down in Vietnam
You got 'em down in Salvador
But who the fuck is payin' for it
It's none but the poor
Did you really think about it
No I don't believe you did
For those who thought about it
They only run and hit
Hit on - out son of the freeway
Hit on - out no love is comin' your way
Hit on - out son of the freeway
Cause you're next on the list for the devil's pay
Times are runnin', runnin' good
But ya think yer goin' down bad
The last job that you had
It just nearly drove you mad
Cowards of the nations
That's what the people say
They talk it out so loud
With words and ears they slay
You got 'em down in Vietnam
You got 'em down in Salvador
But who the fuck is paying' for it
It's none but the poor
Should we believe in what the people say
Should we live in a world that's wrong
We could probably do it now
Until mankind is gone
Hit on out son of the freeway
Hit on out no love is comin' your way
Hit on out son of the freeway
Cause you're the next on the list for the devil's pay
