The Mongol

I know you all saw me coming
Or heard me
Like the savior from the east
I rode in like a Mongol from the west
One hundred ten horses beneath me
Ready to whisk you away

Fuck this city
Its noises and confusion
Lifeless bodies wandering, wondering
Let’s break you free
From what chains you here

Climb on, miss
No, up front, in my lap
My throttle is big enough
For both our hands
But you’re in control

You’re ready for this
Don’t look back
If it’s really love
He’ll be here when you get back
When I’m done with you