Gallop of the Hounds

On God, I pray

That you've got the whirlwind coming your way

With joy, I say

I know you can hear me now

While you're running out of town

From the pitchforks of the crowd

And the gallop of the hounds

In vain, I asked for mercy at your feet

But you never spared the lash

Chop, chop, run fast

I know you can hear me now

While you're running out of town

From the pitchforks of the crowd

And the gallop of the hounds

If you wanna roll them dice, and go to war, baby

I would be much obliged, after all

It's gonna wreck us both, indeed

But it's gonna hurt you more than me

That's a promise

That's a certified gold-plated, money-back guarantee

I know you can hear me now

While you're running out of town

From the pitchforks of the crowd

And the gallop of the hounds

I know you can hear me now

I know you can hear me now

I know you can hear me now

I know you can hear me now