CHORUS :
See the man on the phone
With a gun in his hand
Sipping courage from a crystal cup
He's a man in a room
With a gun at his head
Pressures on him
Now it's time to cut and run
Time passing so slowly
Still as he sits and he watches
The sand slip through his hand
He demands something more
Something strong
Something savage and pure
One more twist of the knife
And it's time to cut and run
CHORUS
He smilesHe smiles as he draws on his last cigarette
And he tries to forget
All that forces every move
He commands something new
Something strong
Something spiteful and true
One more twist of the knife
And it's time to cut and run
He cries on his tape
So they might understand
Signs his farewell
With a squeeze of his hand
CHORUS
(4X)
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*From the "Quartet" album*
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Writer(s): Midge Ure, Christopher Thomas Allen, Warren Reginald Cann, William Lee Currie
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