Phideaux They Hunt You Down
Behind the old and creaking wooden door
They take them down – They take them down
Some had seen but now they all were gone
Into the hours that take us to the dawn
They took them down – They took them down
They took them down
The next thing that I had to say was “more”
We found them stumbling through the corridor
He does not know he has to go
Please I had my friend to tea today
Nothing then had fallen by the way
To bring me down – You bring me down
Eyes that send their greetings from afar
They’re taking from tomorrow maybe more
They turn you down – They turned you down
They turned you down
Greedy eyes are bringing you the law
Greedy hands extending from the claw
They hunt you down – They hunt you down
They hunt you down
The time has come when it will surely be
It is not me – It is not me – It is not me
