Lyrics Robert Hansen - SKYND

June 1983, she was
17, all-night lap dancing
I offered her money to possess
Money to possess her body
Handcuffed her, forced her into my
Sedan and drove out to Muldoon
Maybe I pulled out the gun to have
Pulled out the gun to have some fun

You better (what?)
You better
You better

You better run, run, run (run, run, run)
You better run, run, run (run, run, run)
Before I hunt you down
Better run around
Better hunt you down
Bitch, you won't get found
Under frozen ground

Better run, run, run (run, run, run)
You better run, run, run (run, run, run)
Before I hunt you down
Better run around
Better hunt you down
Bitch, you won't get found
Under frozen ground of the Matanuska Valley

Guess why they call me the Butcher?
They call me the Butcher Baker, yeah
We could do it but it's gonna
It's gonna cost you some money, yeah
Eklutna Annie was not as lucky
Not as lucky as Paulson Cindy
A Ruger Mini-14 in hand
A Piper Super Cub up in the sky

Naked fear (you better)
Hunter's game (you better)
No one knows (you better)
Knows your name (better run, run, run)
Naked fear (better run, run, run)
Hunter's game (better run, run, run)
No one knows (better run, run, run)

You better run, run, run (run, run, run)
You better run, run, run (run, run, run)
Before I hunt you down
Better run around
Better hunt you down
Bitch, you won't get found
Under frozen ground

Better run, run, run (run, run, run)
You better run, run, run (run, run, run)
Before I hunt you down
Better run around
Better hunt you down
Bitch, you won't get found
Under frozen ground of the Matanuska Valley