Текст песни Dead Kennedys - The Prey
Dead Kennedys - The Prey слова песни
Youre from out of townI can tell that by your shoesFlew in for the conventionGetting tipsy in a barYoure leaving pretty lateGotta get up in the morningThinking shes just too expensiveAnd you know youreProbablyRightTheres no one on the streetsAnd you cant find your hotelYou walk a little fastersomeones following youThe wallet-size bulgeIn your double-knit buttHas money for meAnd maybe credit cardsYou dart around the next cornerYou cant look aroundQuick now, fish for the keys for the doorYou dont even know where you areYou walk a little fasterI walk a little fasterSensing that I sense youNow theres no escapeI can almost taste your dandruffAs I reach for your faceand I strike