Trapped in a scene from a silent movie
Firing away and we don't know why.
Oh, I know we're going to be the match at the gas tank
Running out of time, out of time, out of time
Headlights off and they're sweeping the coastline
Killer on the run and she won't come clean.
Oh, I know we're going to be the bomb in the briefcase
Running out of time, out of time, out of time, out of time
Oh, hey
Oh, hey, I'm on a mission
There's something I don't like about the man with the mustache
Alligator eyes and the platform shoes
Oh, I know we're gonna be back tied to the train tracks
Running out of time, out of time, out of time, out of time
Oh, hey
Oh, hey
Oh, hey
Oh, hey, I'm on a mission
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