Violet Hour - Ill Wind Blowin' lyrics

And you think you're not alone

Take the knife out of your pocket and turn around

And as he steps out of the shadows

And he tries to force you down

Leave him slashed and staring at the ground

There's an ill wind blowin'

Down union street

There's a man in the gutter

No shoes on his feet

And if you think you've found a phonebox

And the coin jams in the slot

You will see me from the corner of your eye

Well there's no one round to hear you

No one to see you die

As you slither down your glass jar like a fly

There's an ill wind blowin'

Down union street

There's a man in the gutter

No shoes on his feet

There's an ill wind blowin'

Down union street

There's a blue light flashing