Occasional Coyote Creep Lyrics

Jonathan's biking home after his late-night shift

Hours with the patients and the pills and the IV poles

He tries hard to see the best in the people he helps

But it's hard sometimes when they act like assholes

He's spacing out on the ride when he's suddenly at his building

The close-in neighborhood's quiet but the rent is kind of steep

Something catches his eye in the shadows across the street

That's when he sees the occasional coyote, on his 4am creep

Ronnie's walking back to her dorm across the campus tonight

Her tight dress is sparkly black and showing lots of leg

Yeah, those fraternity dudes know how to throw a party

Oh yeah, they know how to drain a keg

Her friend Jonelle was dishing out her number like it was candy

Made her look kind of desperate and kind of cheap

But Ronnie's got higher standards, she'll stay on the prowl for now

Like that occasional coyote, on his 4am creep

Jordan's staring out the window at her front yard

There's a street light and the trees move in the wind

Baby's fed and the husband needs to get up early

She's worried he's getting sick and will have to miss work again

Tomorrow's gonna be another busy one with work and the kid

She knows she should lay back down to get some sleep

Her mind is roaming through the remains of the day

When she spots that occasional coyote, on his 4am creep

Manny's shows up early to the job site

It's a warehouse demo down by the docks

The money's off the books but his boss is such a prick

Some days he spends all his time checking the clock

You never see anyone around this early in the day

So Manny smokes a J as he leans on his old Cherokee Jeep

This morning he feels kind of spooked, though, like something's out there watching

He never sees that occasional coyote, on his 4am creep

Darnell's got another fare in the queue

He's working late this week, his family needs the extra bucks

That last guy he picked up reeked of cigarettes and whiskey

But at least he was friendly when he was in his cups

One last pickup and he'll head back home and call it good

This one's at the edge of town, where the night is thick and deep

He drives slow, looking for his ride like some kind of predator

Like that occasional coyote, on his 4am creep