Feel Them Getting Closer

Walking into heaven like the brand new Elvis
A 'suited and booted' clean American made machine
Cold skin, stolen keys, gravel track and bare knees
I'm going where they won't find me

And I can feel them getting closer
Closer
And I can feel them getting closer

Hanging all my prayers up on the power lines
And they're lighting up the city like the National Grid
Hotel. Motel ringing like a sleigh bell
I'm going where they won't find me

And I can feel them getting closer
Closer
And I can feel them getting closer

Queen and me are waiting for the changing of the guards
And they're rigging all the racquets down on Sunset Boulevard
Cold sweat, jet-set, feeling like a death threat
I'm going where they won't find me

And I can feel them getting closer
Closer
And I can feel them getting closer

And I can feel them getting closer
Closer
And I can feel them getting closer