Coming to Getcha Songtext
von Albert Hammond, Jr.

One day soon you′ll have to leave
One day soon you'll have to excuse me

They′re coming to getcha
Your knife's in the dresser
So perfect for fighting
So perfect for hiding

The anger won't letcha
You′ll scream but they′ll getcha
One day soon you'll have to leave
Need are not quite a belief


It happens in a space no word has entered
Over my shoulder I scream over and over
She says in dreams you are never 80
A thousand doors a thousand different memories
What′s that I hear just a fool that felt it
She never made it back, she's stuck in transit

Just because we′re part of the scene
Doesn't mean we share the same dream
So perfect for fighting
So perfect for hiding
So perfect for violence

They′re coming to getcha
They're coming to getcha

One day soon you'll have to leave
One day soon you′ll have to excuse me

She says in dreams you are never 80
A thousand doors a thousand different memories
What′s that I hear just a fool that felt it
She never made it back, she's stuck in transit