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You know they come around town the midnight rambler
The night shift gotta go
O'Malley turned and baby got burned
Went the way of the buffalo
To protect and serve their tryin' to keep the peace
The rattler'll tell ya that there ain't no mercy
On the corner of 42nd street

Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street
Blue Thunder...The only number that ya need

Up to no good in the neighborhood
A broken chain of command
O'Hara snapped and got his head bad
With cold beer and a percodan
Shotgun blast mini mac justice
When will the madness end
East side, West side all fired up
No rest for the policeman

The streets are insane
On a night full of danger
Honey don't you get caught
In a city by a stranger
It's a contact sport in the game of life
Hear a shot out your window tonight
You're ready for the hell to end, you're callin'

Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street
Blue Thunder...The only number that ya need

An officers killed he was on the run
A ten year old shot him just for fun
He had two kids and a beautiful wife
One split second blinded by the light
Take a chance on the midnight dance, talk about livin' hell
There's one or twenty losers trapped in the Tropicana Motel

The streets are insane
On a night full of danger
Honey don't you get caught
In a city by a stranger
It's a contact sport in the game of life
Hear a shot out your window tonight
You're ready for the hell to end, you're callin'

Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street
Blue Thunder...The only number that ya need
Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street...callin
Blue Thunder... The only number that ya need
You know they come around town the midnight rambler   The night shift gotta go   O'Malley turned and baby got burned   Went the way of the buffalo   To protect and serve their tryin' to keep the peace   The rattler'll tell ya that there ain't no mercy   On the corner of 42nd street      Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street   Blue Thunder...The only number that ya need      Up to no good in the neighborhood   A broken chain of command   O'Hara snapped and got his head bad   With cold beer and a percodan   Shotgun blast mini mac justice   When will the madness end   East side, West side all fired up   No rest for the policeman      The streets are insane   On a night full of danger   Honey don't you get caught   In a city by a stranger   It's a contact sport in the game of life   Hear a shot out your window tonight   You're ready for the hell to end, you're callin'      Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street   Blue Thunder...The only number that ya need      An officers killed he was on the run   A ten year old shot him just for fun   He had two kids and a beautiful wife   One split second blinded by the light   Take a chance on the midnight dance, talk about livin' hell   There's one or twenty losers trapped in the Tropicana Motel      The streets are insane   On a night full of danger   Honey don't you get caught   In a city by a stranger   It's a contact sport in the game of life   Hear a shot out your window tonight   You're ready for the hell to end, you're callin'      Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street   Blue Thunder...The only number that ya need   Blue Thunder...The keepers of the street...callin   Blue Thunder... The only number that ya need
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