Sunday, December 12, 2010

RUN

RUN DOWN
TO HELL MY FRIEND
RUN DOWN
TO SAD
RUN DOWN
THE STREET DEAR BOY
WE ALL KNOW
YOU'RE BAD

DON'T EXPECT
A SINGLE THING
EXCEPT
A PLATE OF HASH
BECAUSE YOUR BAD
AND ALWAYS WERE
AND FURTHER MORE
YOU'RE TRASH

RUN DOWN
TO TEARDROPS BOBBY
TAKE YOURSELF
AWAY
EVERYBODY
HATES YOUR GUTS
AND HOPES
THAT YOU WON'T STAY

DON'T EXPECT
A SINGLE THING
EXCEPT
A PIECE OF BREAD
AND WHEN YOUR DONE
GO TAKE THAT RUN
WE HOPE
YOU'LL END UP DEAD

Bobby Jameson Mar 4, 2009

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