Band on the Run                             Paul McCartney and Wings

 

Stuck inside these four walls, / Sent inside forever,

Never seeing no one nice again / Like you, mama, you, mama, you.

 

If I ever get out of here / Thought of giving it all away, to a registered charity.

All I need is a pint a day if I ever get out of here.

 

Well the rain exploded with a mighty crash / As we fell into the sun,

And the first one said to the second one there / I hope you're having fun.

Band on the Run, Band on the Run

And the jailer man and sailor Sam / Were searching every one

For the Band on the Run, Band on the Run,

Band on the Run, Band on the Run.

 

Well the undertaker drew a heavy sigh / Seeing no one else had come,

And a bell was ringing in the village square / For the rabbits on the run.

Band on the Run, Band on the Run

And the jailer man and sailor Sam, were searching every one

For the Band on the Run, Band on the Run,

Band on the Run, Band on the Run.

 

Well the night was falling as the desert world / Began to settle down.

In the town they're searching for us every where / But we never will be found.

Band on the Run, Band on the Run

And the county judge who held a grudge / Will search for ever more.

For the Band on the Run, Band on the Run,

Band on the Run, Band on the Run.

 

 

 

Taliban on the Run                                   Paul McCartney and Wings

 

CM7                                                             F

Stuck inside these cave walls, / Hidin’ for the winter,

CM7                                         F                              G          F         C     Fm            F         C

Dinner time is no fun, nice again. /  We’re screwed, Osama, screwed.

 

Interlude: Gm / C / Gm / C / Gm

 

Gm                                                       C

If we ever get out of here / Maybe work in a mall someday

Gm                                                              C

Get some yankee prosperity /  but right now  we all need a shave

Gm                                                       C

If I ever get out of here.  (If he ever gets out of there)

 

Melody line:  F-G-Bb-C-D-F C-chord Bb-chord

 

Bb                                                                   Eb                                                                               Bb

Well the bombs exploded with a mighty crash / As we shouted “Holy Dung!”,

                                                        Eb                                                                                       Dm

And the first fled and the second one said / Looks like Bin Ladens done.

  F                             Bb                 Dm       Bb         Gm

Taliban on the Run, they band all the fun

                Eb                           Gm                               Eb

But Afghanistan and Uncle Sam / Will make it safe again

  Bb

Taliban’s on the Run, Taliban’s on the Run,

Bin Laden’s got the runs, Taliband’s finally done.