Too Late to Turn Back

by Black 47

Black 47 are a New York City based celtic rock band with Irish Republican sympathies, whose music also shows influence from reggae, hip hop, folk and jazz. The band was formed in 1989 by Larry Kirwan and Chris Byrne, and derives its name from a traditional term for the summer of 1847, the worst yea…




Wait until dawn
The streets will be cool and clean again
Then it's time to go downstairs
And meet the man
He'll be sitting' in a limo with a gun in his hand
You've been waiting' like this for years
Through all the laughter and the cloudy tears
Always standin' on a tightrope
Through a million little bands
Always waitin' for redemption
Now it's right at hand

You'll hear me tickin' like a tome bomb
Ready ready to explode
Too late to turn back now
I've gone beyond overload
You'll hear me tickin' like a tome bomb
Ready ready to ignite
It's now or never, my darlin',
It's too late to turn back tonight

Nothin' left to gain
Just more of the same old thing again
Always runnin' round in circles
Always workin' for the man
But tonight I'm breakin' out of here
Tonight I'm going to make a stand
I've never felt so alive
My heart is on fire and so is my mind
Now it's time to downstairs
And meet the man
Catch his look of confusion
When I take him by the hand

He'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb

Written by: LAURENCE T KIRWAN

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