The Mother Hips - Bandit Boy lyrics

It's falling out Better pick it up son There's a bandit boy And they say he's on the run Call the police, call the FBI And find your feet and hit the road Make no misstep He's gonna track you down You know he's in disguise He's far from home And through the woods You know he moves alone He don't want your money He don't want your house He don't want your stuff He wants your mind Face the facts and test your fears Anything can make you feel like you're a special man, but He'll take your soul and leave your body to the wolves He's callin' out 'ey, he's- He's movin' slow He's gonna carve you out He's gonna hollow your soul He's gonna drain the warmth from you, head to toe He said I am you, so you cannot hide It's all the same, y'know, there ain't no side I am real when dark and light collide