Bullets in the rain

There’s a bullet    
Going round    
Looking for    
My head    
   
And this car    
Is out of gas    
Once again    
   
I need new shoes    
And a suit    
If I’m gonna    
Beat these blues    
   
And make my    
Way back home    
On the train    
   
There’s a cop car    
Looking round    
And I’m sure he    
Heard the sound    
   
Of your voice    
Calling in the back    
Of my brain    
   
As you was saying    
"Don’t come back,    
There’s no more work    
For scarecrows Jack    
   
Who, just stand around    
Waiting for bullets    
In the rain"