Backstreet door slams, Louis wakes to the morning light
Remembers the time before standing
In the shadow of the night
They said he lived on gambling and he k**ed a man one day
Sure that boy was crazy but he'd never take a life away
Once an outlaw, always an outlaw, he's an outlaw
Night driving a stolen car, police on the radio
Pretty sure he hasn't a chance but you should see him go
Tells himself 'won't happen again'
Gonna take his life in his hands
Looks like that he'll roll his dice
And watch wherever it lands
Judge refers to bench, "How much time should he get"
Must be nine or ten years, it's the safest bet
Well that's what you get for your life of crime
That's what you get for your life of crime