The Blind Flyer - Comeacallin Lyrics

He's Mr. Neon Green
He owns the punk rock scene
He's got a choker collar chain
Splitting through his jeans
He's gonna come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
He's got a Union Jack patch on his back
Wearing sleeveless shirts
They're always black
He's gonna come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
Hyper anarchist
No fascist belief
He's kicking those Nazis
Breaking their teeth
He's gonna come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
Where will you be when his boot comes down?
He's Mr. Dead Inside
He lives a lonely life
He's got a couple screaming kids
And a trophy wife
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
He's got the newest tech
Drones, fighter jets
Spending what he can
'Till there's nothing left
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
Works for the weekend
Looks for relief
Doomsday fanatic
Lost in the street
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
Where will you be when his rope runs out?
Mr. Black and White
He works for Jesus Christ
He's got a chalice on a chain
He knows wrong from right
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
He's got a holy robe
Blows in the cold
Blood of his savior
For the young and old
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
Wolf in a collar
The world's for the meek
Sweetly he preaches
While hiding his teeth
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come a calling
Come on
Come a calling
Come a calling
Where will you be when he sheds his mouth?