Getaway Songtext
von Peeping Tom

Gotta get away
I must escape
Gotta get away
16 Seconds to make it
Come on, Mike

Escaping the situation
I′m out of the trap zone
The ringer turned off on my cellular phone
The intern mystery
Detect the hold of the silver money folder
Black leather coat must come in by midnight

You've got to get away
You′ve got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we're here to stay


My getaway is the boat
Pier 39 by the West Side Highway
My skill is on point
A more easier route
Police on my trail
I gotta slide away, move like express mail

You′ve got to get away
You′ve got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we′re here to stay
You've got to get away
You′ve got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we′re here to stay

My imagination surprise you
Like the New York City subway
Third rail
One half is missing
Three third fail
Can't be tracked down by the phone
Definitely not by email


We get up on them
The back alleys dim
They look familiar in a hostile way
We gotta get away
They get up on us too
Sirens screaming red and blue
Lonely streetlights that don't love my name
The blues burning
We get up on them
For lesser and lesser, lesser

Get away
Running, running, running
I gotta get away
Running, running, running
Running, running, running
Running, running, running
About to
Get away
Running, running, running

You′ve got to get away
You′ve got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we′re here to stay
You've got to get away
You′ve got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we′re here to stay

Get away
Get away
Get away
Get away
Get away
Get away