Percussion Gun Lyrics

Well how do you do?
The kiss on the cheek
It's been a while
So I'll just beg, borrow
and steal all your time
We'll call it dignified
Well now it all seems to be cut and dried
So I know which way to run
You're tired my love
I feel the same

Now take it from me
What else could you do?
Well, where do you get off
And how can I get there, too?
All your time we'll call it dignified
Well now it all seems to be cut and dried
So I know which way to run
You're tired my love
I feel the same
You'll never come back
My God, can't you see that
I know which way to run?
You're tired my love
I feel the same
The leather lung won't speak my name
Well everyone see it rise and shine
It might not be true and that's just fine
Cause I know which way to run
You're tired my love
I feel the same
The leather lung won't speak my name
Now even rats would jump this ship
Just give me some peace of mind
Cause I...

("Leather lung" is someone who is loud and outspoken.)