Great White Bear

He climbed into the belly of the great white bear

It's very sticky and it smells a little fishy

But no one will look for him there

He took a moment to pick his thoughts and make them clear

Oh, what a day it's been

Oh, what a terrible state he's in

Oh, what a day it's been

Oh, what a terrible state he's in

Her eyes are wired, there's a hat over her thick black hair

They're racing through the snow

Their sweaty hands keep slipping

But they're almost there

Her father's shotgun ringing out now through the cold night air

Oh, what a fix they're in

Oh, what a terrible sin

Oh, what a fix they're in

Oh, what a terrible sinister game

The hunter did play

To give them the hope

That they could get away

When biding his time

He did wait down the line

To bring a disaster

On their youthful dreams of escape

Oh what a day it's been

Oh what a day it's been

Run, there's a bullet in your back

Run, run, there's a bullet in your back

Run, run, run, there's a bullet in your back

But I wouldn't take it back, I wouldn't take it back

Run, run, run, there's a bullet in your back

But I wouldn't take it back, I wouldn't take it back

Run, run, run, there's a bullet in your back

But I wouldn't take it back, I wouldn't take it back

Run, run, run there's a bullet in your back

And I want to take it back

I want to, want to

I want to, want you

I want you, want you

I want you, want you, want you, want you back