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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Americans
The Americans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Ferris
Patrick Ferris
Songwriter
Jake Faulkner
Jake Faulkner
Songwriter

Songtexte

Stole out early, with the porch light lit I shivered in the dark till I was sure of it The last time I ran they hauled me home again Pinned me in a chair, whispered in my ear Where do you think you're going? It's a long way to the city on a black tar road With all that I could carry and my cap gun Colt Shooting for the interstate Tonight they're working late Spoil their evening fight When they come home tonight And I'm no-showing Nobody home All around your neighbor's house They're calling your name around Around your neighborhood They're calling you home Up and down your paper route They're shouting your name about Around the neighborhood They're screaming murder for you At the edge of the city, I bided my time Where the cops don't stop, and the strip mall signs Say, We Cash Checks, Tire Alignment And We Buy Gold and Diamonds On Consignment By the time their headlights shined I'd already flagged a ride Head out the passenger's side With the wind whipping in my eyes I was long gone If the kid catcher sees you coming Hit the ground running If he catches hold of you He's sending you right back home All around your neighbor's house They're calling your name around Around your neighborhood They've been calling you home Up and down your paper route They're shouting your name about Around your neighborhood They're screaming murder for you
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