Quietus

You're going nowhere What you gonna do on the run? I'd hate to be in your shoes now, you've got to run He's gonna find you, he's gonna get you on the run He's right behind you Don't look round, he's got a gun Servitude you escaped from Now you've got to hide His servitors are coming in from the other side A quick disguise, you get away, just one more time He keeps on coming, Oh you know he won't resign You lie awake at night hard a-thinkinYou must not sleep just keep your eyes a-blinkinFrightened he might come Oh when you're sleepinListen in the bushes, Is that him creepin'? Irrationally you walk the streets at night Your mind is irrevocable by daylight He has a plan to get you it's a treat He's got you where he wants You bit the bait You lie awake at night hard a-thinkinYou must not sleep just keep your eyes a-blinkinFrightened he might come Oh when you're sleepinListen in the bushes Is that him creepin'? A sudden move the bullet yes it hits you hard He's impeccable you know he caught you off your guard A sudden move, another shot Yeah you provoke It seems to me It was the death finishing stroke