Well, they trapped us in an attic
But we escaped before light
Got some gold in our pockets
And we're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws tonight
There's an angel doing chin-ups
On the telephone wire
Poets are getting drunk
And setting the night on fire
They're setting the night on fire
The conspiracy dancers
Are up on the roof
Jitterbuggin' in the moonlight
And searching the skies for proof
Extraterrestrial proof
Tonight we're gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells
And anyone who don't like it
Can just go to hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna break all the rules
And let the consequences lie where they lie
Someday they'll overtake us
But they ain't gonna take us alive
The shifty-eyed broker
Is getting his fix
On a little bit of sugar
Before he gives the law the slip
He's gonna give the law the slip
Echoes in the fog
From a voice from the past
Says, get 'em while they're hot
Because the good times never last
No, the good times never last
See a lone wolf a-hustlin
Ahead of the pack
Jumping freight cars after midnight
And leaving pennies on the tracks
To throw the sheriff off his tracks
Tonight we're gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells
And anyone who don't like it
Can just go to hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna break all the rules
And let the consequences lie where they lie
Someday they'll overtake us
But they ain't gonna take us alive
We walked in the saloon
And started a fight
Got the odds stacked against us
And we're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws
Outlaws Video (MV)
Performed By: The Missing Generation
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Christopher Schleuder
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Well, they trapped us in an attic
But we escaped before light
Got some gold in our pockets
And we're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws tonight
There's an angel doing chin-ups
On the telephone wire
Poets are getting drunk
And setting the night on fire
They're setting the night on fire
The conspiracy dancers
Are up on the roof
Jitterbuggin' in the moonlight
And searching the skies for proof
Extraterrestrial proof
Tonight we're gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells
And anyone who don't like it
Can just go to hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna break all the rules
And let the consequences lie where they lie
Someday they'll overtake us
But they ain't gonna take us alive
The shifty-eyed broker
Is getting his fix
On a little bit of sugar
Before he gives the law the slip
He's gonna give the law the slip
Echoes in the fog
From a voice from the past
Says, get 'em while they're hot
Because the good times never last
No, the good times never last
See a lone wolf a-hustlin
Ahead of the pack
Jumping freight cars after midnight
And leaving pennies on the tracks
To throw the sheriff off his tracks
Tonight we're gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells
And anyone who don't like it
Can just go to hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna break all the rules
And let the consequences lie where they lie
Someday they'll overtake us
But they ain't gonna take us alive
We walked in the saloon
And started a fight
Got the odds stacked against us
And we're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws
But we escaped before light
Got some gold in our pockets
And we're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws tonight
There's an angel doing chin-ups
On the telephone wire
Poets are getting drunk
And setting the night on fire
They're setting the night on fire
The conspiracy dancers
Are up on the roof
Jitterbuggin' in the moonlight
And searching the skies for proof
Extraterrestrial proof
Tonight we're gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells
And anyone who don't like it
Can just go to hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna break all the rules
And let the consequences lie where they lie
Someday they'll overtake us
But they ain't gonna take us alive
The shifty-eyed broker
Is getting his fix
On a little bit of sugar
Before he gives the law the slip
He's gonna give the law the slip
Echoes in the fog
From a voice from the past
Says, get 'em while they're hot
Because the good times never last
No, the good times never last
See a lone wolf a-hustlin
Ahead of the pack
Jumping freight cars after midnight
And leaving pennies on the tracks
To throw the sheriff off his tracks
Tonight we're gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells
And anyone who don't like it
Can just go to hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
Yeah, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna break all the rules
And let the consequences lie where they lie
Someday they'll overtake us
But they ain't gonna take us alive
We walked in the saloon
And started a fight
Got the odds stacked against us
And we're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws tonight
We're all outlaws
Writer: Christopher Schleuder
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave