Grace Under Fire (Quarterflash)

I've seen them run, I've seen them broken I've seen them fold without a word even spoken Oh, all it takes is a little fire Well, they watch your eyes, they learn your weakness They turn it up, and you know The lean is on, the lean is on Oh, sooner or later, you're gonna catch heat There's no use running away Everything hurries to eat or be eaten, they say Oh, Papa was right, nothing rates higher The coolest of cool is grace under fire Back in the shadows there's the law of the city Work on the one who shows the first sign of pity I know, I know Well, they knock on your door, and they call out your number And your legs won't move, and you heart starts running You'll know, you'll know Oh, Papa was right, nothing rates higher The coolest of cool is grace under fire You've got to be the diamond, you've got to be the steel The lucky have ice in their veins, They laugh at the devil And burn like a torch in the rain Oh, The Jesus was cool, no one bet higher The measure of heart is grace under fire