"27. Track You Down-- Crumbächer"
Where "Long Arm" had been funny, "Track You Down" was all business. Instant adrenaline, paired with a laser focus.
You're turning away / But that hasn't stopped me yet / I'm gonna stay right on your trail / You're hoping in time / That I'm likely to forget / But the cause is much too strong to fail
I'm gonna track you down / Where you least expect it / I'll track you down / When you're unprepared / I'm gonna track you down / Just when you think / You're safe and sound / I'm gonna track you down
Time's running out / My mission is almost over / But I've gotta get you before it ends / The longer you wait / Your heart gets that much colder / And the loneliness grows more intense
I'm gonna track you down / To the farthest corners / I'll track you down when the lights are low / I'm gonna track you down / You're never so lost that you can't be found.
I'm gonna track you down / Where you least expect it / I'll track you down / When you're unprepared / I'm gonna track you down / Just when you think / You're safe and sound / I'm gonna track you down
Ohhho-o-ohhh...
You say, "Give it up" / But it isn't quite that easy / I am compelled to see this through / I'm telling the truth / And my conscience won't release me / From the task that I've set out to do...
A shiver ran up her spine. Persistence was rapidly becoming his defining characteristic. This dear old oyinbo had latched onto his audience like a pitbull and was showing nothing like an inclination to let go. Come to think of it, hadn't Mom made just such an observation about him once? "Impossible to shake," the words had been, uttered with an odd mixture of irritation and admiration. Meanwhile, something tightened in her chest. More fear, but recognizably not her own. Something inside had lost its grip on her faculties and was feeling the pressure.