I’m 3000 miles from home, I’m so tired and I’m all alone,
It’s a good thing that I’m single, wish I could swing all nite long,
But I got a job with a price on my head so I must get away,
It’s one hell of a lifestyle but then it brings in the pay,
Nowhere to hang my gun (No time to say hello)
And every mother’s son (He wants to see you swing)
I take the job again (And you will never know)
I dread the moment when (The telephone will ring)
DANGER MONEY
DANGER MONEY
DANGER MONEY
DANGER MONEY
I got a Luger strapped to my thigh, I got a Magnum as well,
I got my cold eyes for comfort, I can be hotter than hell
I’m a professional man, I could see you in seconds flat
I can show you no mercy, well they don’t pay me for that.
A fine political mess (and someone’s got to go)
Just leave name, time and address (in plain sealed envelope)
I get out just in time (and no-one tells the tale)
And all that’s left is mine (but how do you feel?)
DANGER MONEY
DANGER MONEY
I’m a soldier of fortune, I’ve got the will to survive,
But when the brass tacks are down I’m lucky to be alive,