Out in a distance too far to see
There's a man with a cane and he's coming for me
Faceless as black on black, but I know he's there
So I've got the keeping moving, I've got to take care
I keep running but he keeps coming for me
He keeps wanting and he keeps haunting me
Yum Bai Ya
Yi Yum Bai Yo
Oh Oh
Yum Bai Ya
Yi Yum Bai Yo
Oh Oh
A fugative of my soul a conscience on the run
I keep paying the price for something I ain't done
Well, there's a storm up ahead I'm afraid
Well hell's got a reign on me 'cause the price has got to be paid
I keep running but he keeps coming for me
He keeps wanting and he keeps haunting me
Yum Bai Ya
Yi Yum Bai Yo
Oh Oh
Yum Bai Ya
Yi Yum Bai Yo
Oh Oh
I keep running but he keeps coming for me
He keeps wanting and he keeps haunting me
Yum Bai Ya
Yi Yum Bai Yo
