Run!

[ssurgul]

Run, run, run, run,
run, run, run, run

You better make your face up with your favorite disguise
With your button down lips and your roller-blind eyes
With your empty smile and your hungry heart
Feel the bile arising from your guilty past
With your nerves in tatters as the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter down your doors!

You'd better run!

Run, run, run, run,
run, run, run, run

You'd better run all day and run all night
But keep your dirtier feelings deep inside
And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight
You'd better park the car well out of sight
Cuz if they catch you in the backseat trying to pick her locks
They're gonna send you back to Mother in a cardboard box!

You'd better run!