Swedes In Stockholm - Tokyo Police Club

You know you should

‘Cause it’s been a while

And every Swede in Stockholm thinks you’re in his right

It’s in my blood

And my guilty smile

In my school of thought we like to try and call it out

I won’t be here for long

I’m leaving in a while

This could be my very last song

But if I’m leaving I am leaving in style

You go out at night, in the witching hour

I don’t drive a car but I run pretty fast

Just like my dad

I don’t wear no seatbelt, someone tore someone else

And every bounty hunter in the world is out to get me

I gotta watch my step, yeah

I won’t be here for long

I’m leaving in a while

This could be my very last song

But if I’m leaving I am leaving in style