Song Description

A song portraying a story about an escape from life over the course of three different cellular phone calls. Character is escaping an earlier crime and knows life is finished if he does not escape on his final night of "Freedom".

Lyrics

Cell Call
(Written by Bryan Downey- copyright 2003)
It's just another night on these streets- Sundown
Been driving fourteen hours- No sleep- Skipped town
I?m trying to get lost- from these cops that- we found
Dirty pigs hid- while the feds- taped sounds
Now I?m on the run- cuzz that hit- went down
Planting false evidence at the scene- spread around
If their looking in the back- then my gat- they have found
Directions to my safe- buried deep in the ground
So what are you going to do now- I?m gonna keep on running
And what do I tell the cops- Fuck those cops tell them nothing
How will I know your alright- Cuzz I?ll keep on calling
You best to keep in touch- Now let?s end this discussion
Hang up the cell- popping pills- nonstop
Got to stay awake- Mexico?s where I?ll cross
Looking up ahead- I see some lights through the fog
It?s the highway patrol- they got the whole road blocked
(chorus)
It?s just another night- lost in this hell
No tripping, doing fine- My heads not well
And everybody?s trying- To still reach my cell
But this is my time- no fear, not scared

I bust a youie in the street- hit the dirt roads
Heard the sirens start screaming- cut the lights- dim- low
If these cops are going to catch me- they gonna have to patrol
Through the deepest parts of the region- south of Mexico
Had to let the car stall- down this hill just roll
While I reach for my heat- under my seat- reload
I hear my cell phone ringing- so I say- hello
It?s my mother and my brother- in grief- back home
What are you going to do now- I got to keep on running
What do I tell your family- tell them all that I love them
How will we know your allright- Cuzz ill be back one day
You best to keep in touch- Until then just wait
(chorus)
It?s just another night- lost in this hell
No tripping, doing fine- My heads not well
And everybody?s trying- To still reach my cell
But this is my time- no fear, not scared

I ditch my car- five miles- from the Rio Grande
Cover it up with branches- got no escape planned
Find a map in pocket- put my cell in my pants
Grabbed a flashlight- loaded gat- in my hand
Copters up above- spotlights- searching
Could hear the cops tracking me- dog?s barking
I?ll make it out alive- or I?ll die- trying
Just then I felt my cell phone- vibra-ting
This is officer, O?Malley- yeah what?s up
We need you to put down your weapons- give myself up
We know what really happened- then you know I?m fucked
Dirty pigs pulled a setup- but I called their bluff
So what are you going to do now- escape or die
We got your area surrounded- well I?m cocking back my nine
Just give us what we need- This evidence you won?t find
Then unit one- proceed- Now?s my time- fuck it
(chorus)
It?s just another night- lost in this hell
No tripping, doing fine- My heads not well
And everybody?s trying- To still reach my cell
But this is my time- no fear, not scared
Track 6 Dephkamp "Governed Mentals" CD.
Dephkamp
Bryan Downey
2976 S. Grape Wy.
Denver CO 80222
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