John Woo
Words by Steve Taylor
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor

Roll down the windows.
Don't shift in your seat.
I don't care if the wind blows.
I don't care about the heat.
All those John Woo showdowns
Don't prepare you for this:
A little bit Face-Off,
A little Killers...kiss.

Stop.
Look.
Listen hard.
This is why a band hires a bodyguard.
Fear
Draws 'em.
Don't let it show.
Driver, there's a bee trapped in the limo.

When a bug plays chicken
Feathers fly.
If the driver's allergic
One sting, we die.
A real buzz-killer
Wouldn't have missed.
I'm just making him meaner
With every flick of my Gucci-wielding wrist.

Stop.
Look.
Listen hard.
This is why a band hires a bodyguard.
Fear
Draws 'em.
Don't let it show.
Driver, there's a mad bee in my limo.

John Woo, John Woo.
John Woo, John Woo.
John Woo, John Woo.
John Woo, John Woo.

Stop.
Look.
Listen hard.
This is why I needed a library card.
Fear
Finds 'em
Knocking about.
Driver, there's a metaphor trying to get out.

John Woo.
John Woo, John Woo.
John Woo.
John Woo, John Woo.

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