you open them Why don't we run away Why don't we leave today If the world ends we'll be okay So pack your bags girl And runaway You've got your
open them Why don't we run away Why don't we leave today If the world ends we'll be okay So pack your bags girl And runaway You've got your big
steam Boy learned how to blow it off in a dangerous kind of way Well fellas here he comes that runaway train Now hear his lonesome cry barrelin' down the track
inch of the track deep in the engines fire in the hole dark skinned workers shovelin coal all singin their sad refrain we?ll never get off this runaway
Christ his-self was rollin' down the line. 'Cause things got real quiet, momma jerked me back, But not before I'd got the chance to lay a nickel on the track
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life - cos it's the one we'll never know And quit running for that runaway bus - cos those rosey days are few And -
- wodie, you're assed out That's what happen to ya tryin' to be hard, runnin' your mouth Get erased, my nigga (my nigga) Look here: I leave no trace,
me to write a track for his dear brother that passed away His name was Richard one of the hardest man in our gate A family man that loved his life and lived it in the fast
a left jab My runaway flow will give you jet lag I'm nasty when it comes to sex in the eardrum I freak the track like to Korean lesbians with pierced
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life 'Cause it's the one we'll never know And quit running for that runaway bus 'Cause those rosy days are few And
, makin' the bucks and bring the heat So bake that it's shakin' your truck? (Let it go) Back up in it, you cats are timid Mad got the Axe and the track
