When time begged of you to understand
You laughed in its face
Little did you know it'd come back to haunt you
If you only knew your place
Now time has turned its back and left you
Red in the face
Make your move to the big city
Where the alcohol flows and the girls are pretty
You say while you're young you just wanna get shitty
When catchin' up ain't enough it'll surely be a pity
You're not invincible
In fact, in principle
We're all just young and dumb
Today's directive says to get hectic
But your objective is to be reckless
Follow through, look at you making a skeptic
Of those who said it can't be done
Score a few more, you almost won
Get your trophy girl, you almost won
Top the working world, you almost won
Just don't forget to be
Young and dumb
One day your boy will ask
The very same question from your past
Who knows, maybe you'll know by then
What everyone finds on their own in the end
Just make sure he knows
It's ok to go
And be young and dumb
Line one fire at will
Line one fire at will
Smoking gun, shoot to kill
Line one fire at will
Here we go again
Round two with you old friend
No more words, for blood will spill
Line one shoot to kill
Line one fire at will
Like a can off my sill
Then march yourselves off my hill
Firing line shoot to kill
Hit the deck, watch your head
Firing line wants you dead
It’s coming down, twist and turn
They’re looking for a soul to burn
Line one fire at will
Line one fire at will
Smoking gun, shoot to kill
Line one fire at will
Line on fire at will...
A look back at the late Bert Jansch's 1985 classic, "From The Outside," an album that bridges the gap between his native Scotland and the Americana his music invokes. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2016