hey riding hood i smell blood and my hands are shaking   it's so tight it ain't right are you there for the taking?   christ seekers look into the sand   I wash that blood right from my hands   run far away from the place where you came   run far away from the place where you came   hey little fish got a wish? got a thought for the ocean?   I've got time lay it down I'll pay good for the notion   gotta run gotta hide gotta run gotta hide   Christ seekers look into the sand   I wash that blood right from my hands   run far away from the place where you came   run far away from the place where you came