John Woo

Roll down the window
Don’t shift in your seat
I don’t care if the wind blows
I don’t care about the heat
All those John Woo showdowns
Don’t prepare you for this
A little bit face-off
A little killer’s kiss
Stop, look, listen hard
This is why a band hires a body guard
Fear draws them
Don’t let it show
Driver, there’s a bee trapped in my limo
When a bug plays chicken
Feathers fly
The driver’s allergic
One sting and we die
A real buzz killer
Wouldn’t have missed
I’m just making it meaner
With every flick of my guchi wielding wrist
Stop, look, listen hard
This is why a band hires a body guard
Fear draws them, don’t let it show
Driver, there’s a mad bee in my limo
John Woo, John Woo
John Woo, John Woo
Stop, look, listen hard
This is why I needed a library card
Fear finds them knocking about
Driver, there’s a metaphor trying to get out