by: Queens of the Stone Age
Fast approaching monsters,
Marching in a row,
Grab what slips your mind,
And what your memory won't hold.
Run, darling run.
I'll stall them if I can,
You'll escape and I'll be left rotting on the vine.
Ruuuuhhuuun, run run run.
Oh, Oh, Ohhhhhh.
Ruuuuhhuuun, run run run.
Oh, Oh, Ohhhhhh.
Run, darling run.
I'll stall them if I can,
You'll escape and I'll be left rotting on the vine.
Avert the children's eyes,
Forget left untold,
Don't look back to see,
The blood,
River in the road.
Ruuuuhhuuun, run run run.
Oh, Oh, Ohhhhhh.
Ruuuuhhuuun, run run run.
Oh, Oh, Ohhhhhh.
Get sweet revenge with my blood,
River in the road .
Friday, July 02, 2010
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