Text: Graham Parker. The Raid.

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Slow intro
A d a e
Where were you when the raid came? where were you when the raid came?
A d a e d a
Out of the window or on the floor. yeah, on the night of the raid

A d
I was just rolling up some real good black
A e
Knock on the door and the window cracked
A d
The ds just come to bust the fun
A e
Everybody scatter and run

I was jossing with the baby in the bathroom
Hanging out the party with the coke spoon
Somebody yelled hey my head's on fire
Just can't take it no higher

Hey, dealers from the north and dealers from the south
Joints in the noses and joints in the mouth
But the friction in the kitchen only wanted out

On the night of the raid

Somebody yelled help put that thing on me
That's one man I wouldn't want to be
If you said now I'm going to make it sing
On the night of the raid

Well the boys hit the wall like bowling balls
Questioned them all like they had no balls
Snow hit their noses like an avalanche
On the night on the raid

Chorus (as inro except..)
Where were you when the raid came?
Where were you when the raid came?
Out of the window or on the floor
A
Yeah, on the night of the raid

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