Coming 'Round to Get You Songtext

von Farewell Milwaukee

Roll your windows up
The sound is coming in quick
The night is getting black
And it's making us sick
My eyes are getting tired
From watching you lose again

Don't you know that they're coming 'round to get you?
Standing right behind you their eyes are fixed on me, too
Can't you feel all dirt from their money?
The leather from their briefcase?
The chill from their cold cold heart?

Sit down, don't ask questions,
They never will believe in you again
Lace up your favorite shoes
And let the sunlight in
'cause tomorrow we're going driving
Right off that covered bridge

Don't you know that they're coming 'round to get you?
Standing right behind you their eyes are fixed on me, too
Can't you feel all dirt from their money?
The leather from their briefcase?
The chill from their cold cold

Don't you know that they're coming 'round to get you?
Standing right behind you their eyes are fixed on me, too
Can't you feel all dirt from their money?
The leather from their briefcase?
The chill from their cold cold heart?