The Getaway

You say they will get you anyway
'Cause they’ve got pretty tricks to make you stay
When all turns out to be unjust
Then I’ll turn back and help you out
But the two of us knew that the urban structure fitted so much
Better with the drugs and the sick little goings on so I have Come just to
Check on your injuries and make believe that you’re running Out of time
But you can’t feel it
Or slightly move it
Or even touch it
So better burn down the town hall
The corn fields
The tower blocks
And secret paths
The main roads
And skater parks
The public pools
And dead end school yards
The train rides to any club night
We fall too long just to stay along wishes