Mike Tyson (Here It Comes) Songtext
von Cowboy Junkies

Every man has a plan, until he′s punched in the mouth
And then he starts, to look about
No some look within, some look without
The search begins as David does
Here it comes, here it comes
There's a trap and here′s a path of least resistance
The world starts to rife with its own systems
Oh one last song, one last dance, one last set of circumstance
Here it comes, here it comes


Now the walls have come alive
These missing again, in the evening sky
Here it comes, here it comes
And in the end, you will make amends
Or simply stand your ground
Worn and legged in the clothes that you fell
Or you can run again bloodied and bound
Like a champ with need to be crowned
Here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes, here it comes