Run

There’s no shame in it
It’s self-preservation
You got into trouble
Now it’s time for vacation

Just pack your things and go
Head for the horizon
Who knows where you’ll be tomorrow
Could be surprisin’

Run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run

World Wide Web at your fingertips
Big wide world at your feet
You never know what tomorrow brings
Or who you could meet

Get off the premises
Leave it all behind
It’s time to fast-forward
You don’t have time to rewind

Run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run
You gotta run, run, run, run, run

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