Tom Frampton

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They sat around the table all night, talked it over one last time She's thinking, â??I can't go through with this, I'm fucking petrifiedâ? Now its getting hard to breathe, she looks at the other three, is this noble or naá¯ve? No going back this time... Tepidly nine months back, she says she's got this thought And her heart had skipped a beat or two when the idea caught She goes: they get profits, we get chains, in 10 years nothing'll remain, and they have addresses and names, We've gotta take it up a notch Fear and doubt assail her Now it's all come down to this By the time night falls tomorrow They'll be on everybody's list As either heroes or worse than scum Can't believe what she's become They always told her to stand tall What is moral and what is law There's still a chance to back out now She could tell them what she feels It was all so clear the months before But now she's questioning her ideals She looks fretfully at her friends And they share a nervous grin Someone's gotta draw a line SongtexteThere's no going back this time... The police came in at 5am, stormed through the door Hardly a chance to panic, guns drawn like it's war The cops had everything on tape, it was an open and shut case, she feels this moment of disgrace As they throw them on the floor Amidst the confusion that ensues, her friends catch her eye And in her glance they see it all, distraught they realize The sting successful and complete they uncuff her on the street, the past 9 months of deceit, No going back this time... Fear and doubt assail her Now the cops all start to leave She gets warm congrats from the boys in blue Is this noble or naá¯ve? They take the kids away Their eyes pleading in dismay They always told her to stand tall What is moral and what is law And the sun rises in the Foothills It's a clear California day The city wakes up for the morning commute As she slowly walks away How can you leave it all behind Where do you start to justify Once you walk across that line No going back this time Aus Songtexte Mania