Prey
Early morning with the lights that lead
Down the boulevard, things look weird
I've been looking at them for a moment
Now I feel like I'm tired of this
It's not moving, it's all grey, no bliss
Gets boring, I'm searching for abstraction
And on the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
It's ant-like, moving fastly
It ain't my favourite game
His legs, they move like their knees
Have been running out of them
And on the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
He's unusual, I've never seen
Him before, newcomers are welcome here
I can notice he wants to be clean
He's wearing grey hat with tailored jeans
Nothing foolish, hundred dollars on feet
He has to be accountant on the making
And on the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
It's ant-like, moving fastly
It ain't my favourite game
His legs, they move like their knees
Have been running out of them
He looks around, and I look down
He is no dumb and I start to run
Who is this guy, and what does he want?
I run after him all across the town
Down the boulevard, things look weird
I've been looking at them for a moment
Now I feel like I'm tired of this
It's not moving, it's all grey, no bliss
Gets boring, I'm searching for abstraction
And on the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
It's ant-like, moving fastly
It ain't my favourite game
His legs, they move like their knees
Have been running out of them
And on the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
He's unusual, I've never seen
Him before, newcomers are welcome here
I can notice he wants to be clean
He's wearing grey hat with tailored jeans
Nothing foolish, hundred dollars on feet
He has to be accountant on the making
And on the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
On the corner I can see the prey I'm tracking
It's ant-like, moving fastly
It ain't my favourite game
His legs, they move like their knees
Have been running out of them
He looks around, and I look down
He is no dumb and I start to run
Who is this guy, and what does he want?
I run after him all across the town
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Writer(s): Théophile Aschehoug-chicot
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