Backstreet Boys

Backstreet Boys - Patrik Fitzgerald

Written by：Patrick Fitzgerald

They could be waiting round the corner

They're such a scarifying sight to see

They could be waiting for a straying loner

They could be waiting for you or me

The patter of footsteps through an alleyway

Impatient in the dark they wait to pounce

Hey don't look far when they want trouble

They know it at a glance

But imagine you look like a boy

That they want after

There's a face on their file

And they don't care for why

And it's no good getting mouthy

Or you'll lose your teeth in their laughter

Nd it's no use acting timid

No use coming on shy

With the backstreet boys

The backstreet boys

Hear them running wild and storey

You know the sound of violence it frightens me

But I just pray that they don't know me

I think it's better to hear then see

But then I think to myself

That maybe it's me that they're trailing

They stop you no questions asked

No time to spare

And your eyes half asleep

And your energy failing

And it's time to disappear

But they're always around somewhere

And you move and you show

And your fingers point and off they go

And you breath and they know

And they hear you when you're tipsy toe

And there's a lot of them

And you're only one

And your nerves at every shadow

Say to turn and run

And they'd like you to turn

They'd like you to run

Would the backstreet boys

The backstreet boys

The backstreet boys

The backstreet boys