The Witness-Bollweevils

See a figure in a doorway. I know it＇s just a shadow cast upon the shady gray walls, but still you know I hide my face. shady silhouette, I light a cigarette to calm my nerves, though I know there＇s someone watching me if I try to leave this place. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide from what I have to do. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. driving down the lonely road, as the beads of sweat come off my brow, and all the time I＇m knowing that somehow somebody＇s coming after me. running from the unknown specter, that always seems to haunt my mind, and all the time I＇m hoping that I＇d find a place where I can have some peace. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide from what I have to do. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. sitting in my motel room, the only light comes from the neon sign. it flashes on and tells me that god saves, I wish he＇d come here and saved me. then I hear a shot ring out, and it was meant for me without a doubt. I＇ve got to pack my bags and I＇ll get out and then they never will find me. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide from what I have to do. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide. I＇ve got to hide, I＇ve got to hide.