Last Of The Independents (Bbc In Concert / Live At The Venue, Uk / 20 September 1979)

I caught the Red-Eye at midnight 
In the nick of time 
On the seven four seven 
And we soon were flying high. 
Lord, I had no time to lose 
Things were getting hot 
Only I know where we stashed the loot 
The mob wants to know the spot. 

They got the muscle in from Cleveland 
The fire-power from Detroit 
They missed me in New Jersey 
Though things got pretty tight. 

Caught my scent in Richmond 
At the Hotel Savoy 
But I got out the laundry shute 
And went to Chicago, Illinois. 

I'm the Last of the Independants 
Yeah, they're searching coast to coast 
Only I know where we hid the loot 
Eleven years ago. 

I caught the Red-Eye at midnight 
In the nick of time 
On the seven four seven 
We soon were high and wide. 
The moon was laughing at me like it did not have a care 
But I just smiled right back and said 
'You ain't going anywhere'. 

Well, I want out of the rackets 
And the numbers game 
'Cos when you cross the big boss 
You only got yourself to blame. 
I won't sing like a canary 
And I won't go naming names. 
I don't need police protection 
I'll play it my own way. 

I'm the Last of the Independants 
Well, I play by my own rules. 
Yes, I'm the Last of the Independants 
The Syndicate, well, it don't approve. 

Well, I'm the Last of the Independants 
Well, I got to keep on the move. 
Well, I'm the Last of the Independants 
Well, I got no time to lose 
Time to lose.