Lyrics:

Passed out on a Tel Aviv Off Ramp
Shot down got too close to the sun
Burned out like a molotov cocktail
Payback is the thrill of the hunt

And I know you can never question
A divine suggestion
Like a sick obsession
Give in, you got nowhere to turn, yeah

Where are you gonna run to now?
Where are you gonna hide?
Where are you gonna run to now?
It will be cold and lonely
Until judgement day comes
And justice has won

Nonstop on a flight going nowhere
Got lost where the horses run free
Blacked out in a sweet smelling coma
Broke down on a killing spree

And I know you can never question
A divine suggestion
Like a sick obsession
Give in, you got nowhere to turn, yeah

Where are you gonna run to now?
Where are you gonna hide?
Where are you gonna run to now?

It will be cold and lonely
Until judgement day comes
And justice has won
My kingdom come, thy will be done
And justice has won

Caught dead at the scene of the crime
Like a revelation in desperation
Replay at the end of the game with a mob demanding
Let justice be done

Hey yeah
Where are you gonna run to now?
Where are you gonna hide?
Where are you gonna run to now?

It will be cold and lonely
Until judgement day comes
And justice has won
My kingdom come, thy will be done
And justice has won

You can never question
A divine suggestion
Like a sick obsession
Give in, you got nowhere to turn, yeah

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah