Brock Zeman - Somebody's Comin' Lyrics
The moon's been playing hide and seek between the window panesOne shimmied the lid off the trash canAnd it went a-rolling and a-tumbling to the pavementHe took a head long dive into the garbageThe other hissed: shhhhh, somebody's comin'There's rock n' roll playing on the tape deckShe told her husband she was going for some cigarettesYou know a woman like that ain't hard to crackJust takes a little bit of wine and the seats are laid backShe hears a car drive by and circle roundShe ducks her head down: shhhhh, somebody's comin'There's always footsteps coming down the hallHeadlights on the gravel or a creak in the doorYou better tip-toe when you're coming down the stairsHold your breath and say a prayerThere's bass pounding through the bathroom wallAnd he's standing in a stall with a rubber jawHe's knows there's no such thing as a cheap thrillAs he rolls up his last five dollar billCould be his guts could be the caneThe voice in his head screams: shhhh, somebody's comin'There's a lantern swinging in the back yardHe makes his living with a gun and a crow barBeen caught once with his hand in the cookie jarThe Judge said "next time that hammer's gonna fall hard"Gotta know when to shoot and when to start runningOnce you hear the words: shhhh, somebody's comin'
