When The Strangers Come To Town I
Marius Seidel, Nicolas Jordan
When the strangers come to town
All the people are heading out
They're running and their hiding
As time slows down
Oh silhouettes approach in front
Of a red burning sun
When they come closer
Silence settles in
Oh we're trying to get out
We better go
When you hear them coming
There's no tomorrow
I want to
Get out now
To escape this
Lonesome town
And I get down
I get down on my knees
I'm begging and I'm praying for release
With their hot breath and their blurry view
They will come to capture you
