Gas Panic!

What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?

Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night

I think he don't got a name, but I can't be certain

And in me he starts to confide

That my family don't seem so familiar

And my enemies all know my name

And if you hear me tap on your window

You better get on your knees and pray

Panic is on the way

My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer

My eyes are dead, and my throat's like a black hole

And if there's a God, would He give another chancer

An hour to sing for his soul?

'Cause my family don't seem so familiar

And my enemies all know my name

And when you hear me tap on your window

You better get on your knees and pray

Panic is on the way

'Cause my family don't seem so familiar

And my enemies all know my name

And when you hear me tap on your window

Then you get on your knees, and you better pray

'Cause my family don't seem so familiar

And my enemies all know my name

And when you hear me tap on your window

You better get on your knees and pray

Panic is on the way

Panic is on the way