Chasing Monsters

Last year, is a terrible place to live Before that, is someplace ya go when you cannot forgive Your own misguided attempt, at changing the world Wake up in the dark you're all covered in sweat I ain't much of a gambler but I'd be willing to bet You've been chasing monsters Looks like you've already been found... You wear addiction like a second skin Well this is one fight you never fought to win Try as you might You're the only fool that still believes Well I'm here with you Chasing monsters with you I still believe, so tell me Where do they come from? Where do they come from? Well I'm here with you Hunting monsters with you I've got the big guns so tell me Where do they come from? Where do they come from? The chime of a full glass, taste of the first pass, aroma of butane laid out before you Slit of a short skirt, a blade on a glass tray Bliss of a raised vein, chained to the spoon again The life of the party, centre of gravity A shroud of mystery surrounds you The smack of a freight train. Crippling ghost pains Cower and hide, mosters have found you again Well I'm here with you Chasing monsters with you I still believe, so tell me Where do they come from? Where do they come from? Well I'm here with you Hunting monsters with you I've got the big guns so tell me Where do they come from? Where do they come from? --- Chasing Monsters - John Wesley