On the Run (Jack The Ripper) (feat. McGwire)

Lyrics: Daniel Rustage Music: Daniel Rustage Man on the run Shadow in the night Cleanse me of the blood Pray for morning light Yeah,feel the chill of the fog and the stench of the night Time to unmask like I'm Jekyll and Hyde Clapham, no junction Then cause more disruption in London than general strikes Streets gon'be lacking intelligent life Tools on my body,I'm dress to the nines I be inflating statistics for murder So they be forgetting the man,and remember the crime,ay Bringing back the dark age They be at the yard,looking hard at unmarked graves Stringing up a G in the air like what Bach plays See the sharp blade glint scarlet in the archway Want to parley,but he looked insane Like a fan at a football games So famous that they took the name I be bringing more destruction than a bakery in Pudding Lane They can not Adam and Eve it Oliver Twist they want more ,but they squeamish I'm looking right through their weakness Piss on the deity, **** all that "God save the queen" shit I got the smoke like a steamship They got the smoke like an E-cig I down'em faster than cheap drinks Act like I'm Churchill I'll fight on the beaches Don't give a ****'bout no heroes of Greek myth Man on the run Shadow in the night Cleanse me of the blood Pray for morning light Man on the run All just born to die Man on the run The run ,the run,the run Yeah,gonna make 'em choke like a corset,morbid Looking at the hue of the corpses Cutting off supply like a drawbridge,force it Fear like the pain of a portrait Killings in my blood,you're a tourists Gonna kill a god like I'm Dawkins You don't want war with the haunted I'm putting pride in my prejudice like Jane Austen Ain't no Olympic Games I'm singing tunes of the death when I'm in the rain,I'm like uh Delighting the physics pain I'm leaving wounds in your head like a picture framed,I'm like uh Maniac's the role like I'm William Blake I'm literally in my words when I pick your brain When the last bit of life gone and slipped away Then there were none like a Christie page Hidden Blade,but no Assassin's Creed Cause more deaths than kids in factories Up the racks,I keep that bag on me Not an animal, the whole menagerie Tragedies like Hamlet scenes I'm in a different category, a masterpiece I'm leaving bodies White like Chapel streets Writing rhapsodies,grand finale as they writhe in agony London Bridge is falling,it's falling,it's falling London Bridge is falling,it's falling down London Bridge is falling,the city's now in mourning London Bridge is falling,it's falling down Man on the run Shadow in the night Cleanse me of the blood Pray for morning light Man on the run All just born to die Man on the run The run,the run,the run