Gas Panic! - Live at Wembley Stadium, July 2000

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 And 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 Yeah, 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 Yeah, my family don't seem so familiar And my enemies all know my name And if you hear me tap on your window Then you get on your knees and you better pray Cos 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 Panic is on the way Panic is on the way Panic is on the way