I can’t help but get the feeling.
You’re about to make a killing. Make a killing.
You look like a dog about to bite.
Backed in that corner, so scared that you’re squealing, rattling and reeling,
See my hands on the ceiling, I see that look in your eye.
Look at this one, it wants me dead.
In his head, in his head.
You better bet I can see it, yeah.
I can’t help but get the feeling.
You’re about to make a killing. Make a killing.
You look like you’re looking for that fight.
Backed in that corner, so scared that you’re squealing, rattling and reeling,
See my hands on the ceiling, I see you reach for that nine.
Look at this one, it wants me dead.
In his head, in his head.
You better bet I can see it, yeah.
Hard to pick a favourite on this pearler of an album. It sounds like there's 3 or 4 different singers on this. Great stories, Great songs, Great band! Liam Melville