Making Tracks
I've been a bad boy I’ve been outside the law I've been cheating Evened up a score And now I gotta make tracks, gotta go Gotta move on, gotta run Gotta make tracks, gotta go Gotta move on, gotta keep low I've learned my lesson I cannot win in this town I’ve been messin' With things out of bounds And now I gotta make tracks, gotta go Gotta move on, gotta run Gotta make tracks, gotta go Gotta move on, gotta keep low She was his pride and joy I was too blind to see She was my toy Now they're after me And now I gotta make tracks, gotta go Gotta move on, gotta run Gotta make tracks, gotta go Gotta move on, gotta keep low
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
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