Gas panic!What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy nightI think he don't got a name but I can't be certainAnd in me he starts to confideThat my family don't seem so familiarAnd my enemies all know my nameAnd if you hear me tap on your windowBetter get on yer knees and pray panic is on the wayMy pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancerMy eyes are dead and my throat's like a black holeAnd if there's a god would he give another chancerAn hour to sing for his soulCos my family don't seem so familiarAnd my enemies all know my nameAnd when you hear me tap on yer windowYer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the wayCos my family don't seem so familiarAnd my enemies all know my nameAnd when you hear me tap on yer windowThen you get on your knees and you better prayCos my family don't seem so familiarAnd my enemies all know my nameAnd when you hear me tap on your windowYer better get on yer knees and prayPanic is on the wayPanic is on the way