Swept upon my doorstep, shadows falling at my feet
Oh my, oh my, oh my
He asks me for my money then throws me toward the street
I'm slipping through his fingers, slipping through his arms
The car swerves through my gait, collapsing on my knees
Clawing at the fender, nails are bleeding
What can you say when such trouble finds your way
Do you kneel and then pray?
The pauper steals his medicine yet reviles his fall from grace
Does he kneel and then prey?
Pulled into an alley, he picks my pockets clean
Trembling, red vision, anger rising
I grip him by the neck and squeeze his windpipe free
You'll die, you'll die, you'll die but not I!
The hit and run cannot be undone the moment's gone too soon
You stick and you move, stick and you move
And don't you mix up all the facts for the policeman calls for you
You stick and you move, stick and you move
Patch me up, stitches hold
Reset the broken bones, make me whole again
Call up my folks, tell them I will be home at ten
Tell them I will be home again
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Jason Vitelli - Hit and Run Lyrics
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Swept upon my doorstep, shadows falling at my feet
Oh my, oh my, oh my
He asks me for my money then throws me toward the street
I'm slipping through his fingers, slipping through his arms
The car swerves through my gait, collapsing on my knees
Clawing at the fender, nails are bleeding
What can you say when such trouble finds your way
Do you kneel and then pray?
The pauper steals his medicine yet reviles his fall from grace
Does he kneel and then prey?
Pulled into an alley, he picks my pockets clean
Trembling, red vision, anger rising
I grip him by the neck and squeeze his windpipe free
You'll die, you'll die, you'll die but not I!
The hit and run cannot be undone the moment's gone too soon
You stick and you move, stick and you move
And don't you mix up all the facts for the policeman calls for you
You stick and you move, stick and you move
Patch me up, stitches hold
Reset the broken bones, make me whole again
Call up my folks, tell them I will be home at ten
Tell them I will be home again
Oh my, oh my, oh my
He asks me for my money then throws me toward the street
I'm slipping through his fingers, slipping through his arms
The car swerves through my gait, collapsing on my knees
Clawing at the fender, nails are bleeding
What can you say when such trouble finds your way
Do you kneel and then pray?
The pauper steals his medicine yet reviles his fall from grace
Does he kneel and then prey?
Pulled into an alley, he picks my pockets clean
Trembling, red vision, anger rising
I grip him by the neck and squeeze his windpipe free
You'll die, you'll die, you'll die but not I!
The hit and run cannot be undone the moment's gone too soon
You stick and you move, stick and you move
And don't you mix up all the facts for the policeman calls for you
You stick and you move, stick and you move
Patch me up, stitches hold
Reset the broken bones, make me whole again
Call up my folks, tell them I will be home at ten
Tell them I will be home again
Writer: JASON VITELLI
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave