Coming 'Round to Get You

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?