Run run run Run run run Run in the morning sun Run run run Run in the break of dawn
Ladies and gentlemen Yes, sir Let's do it Yes, sir Yo, on and on and my nuts, I'm palming Take two of these and call me in the morning You should see
, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights trip and laugh over the weeds and the blossoms, and throats open shut and
give her And left me to die like the fox on the run. Like the fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the run. Like a bird (like a bird) on a wire
And it echoed far and lonely. Once I watched the river run And I wandered too far from home There I met the silver lady She was crying, all alone. I said, "lady
click to run with Bays a left at Campbelltown Plaza, *?Foo-ti and C's?* and ol' South Oh yeah, I borrow rollerscott tissue when it's sun, and paper completes
