V1

Won't ya come with me now,

This place is getting me down,

I've been meaning to skip town, for a while,

Running on wild dreams,

Of limousines and beauty queens,

Young man, you could be a while,

Please don't wait,

Please don't you hesitate, you'll miss your fate

young man, time is running out,

Running for the Hills,

But these ghosts, yeah they know the drill.

They'll meet you there young man,

And they can smell a kill...

CHORUS

Hallelujah,

Praise be to the merry-go,

The only one we know,

Hallelujah,

These ghosts yeah they know the drill,

They'll meet you there young man,

And they can smell a kill...

BRIDGE

They can smell a kill....

They'll meet you there young man....

If fortune's for the brave,

I'm just a scared young man...

V2

This orbit ain't the one,

We ain't having fun,

Got a trickster on the run,

Captured our only son.

Spent too much time in the clouds here,

Blind folded in top gear,

Ran each other right off the map,

Eye's wide shut, fade to black,

You bite it off, you better chew the fat,

Because it ain't real fun when the steering wheel snap,

Hallelujah...

OUTRO

Young man, don't let em' miss spell your name,

Don't let em' use you in vein.