Text: Screeching Weasel. Kill The Musicians. Around On You.

You think you've got something over some kinda thing over me
Well there's going to come a day when I can leave it all behind
If you'd open up your eyes you'd see that doing all the
stupid things you do means
There's gonna come a day when you're gonna fade away
And it's gonna come around on you- you'll be crying- slowly dieing

When the day comes creeping up on you
There will be a day when you won't believe it's true
It's gonna come around on you