(Adrian Smith and Clive Burr)

Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave

You're running today maybe tomorrow you'll be saved

You pray for daylight to save you for a while

You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile



Dead men - tell no tales

In Gangland - murders up for sale

Dead men - tell no tales

In Gangland - where jail birds die



Face at the window leers into your own

But it's only your reflection still you tremble in your bones

How long can you hide? How long 'till they come?

A rat in a trap but you've got to survive



Once you were glad to be free for a while

The air tasted good and the world was your friend

Then came the day when the hard times began

Now you're alone but alive for how long?



Dead men - tell no tales

In Gangland - murders up for sale

Dead men - tell no tales

In Gangland - where jail birds die



A knife at your throat another body on the pile

A contract to keep and it's service with a smile

Murder for vengeance or murder for gain

Death on the streets or a blacked out jail



Dead men - tell no tales

In Gangland - murders up for sale

Dead men - tell no tales

In Gangland - where jail birds die



In Gangland you tell no tales