Third Rail
Run Run Run
(ooooooooo)(ooooooooo)Up in the morning at half past eightYou can't have your breakfast 'cause you'll be lateYou tie your tie like a hangman's nooseAin't no time to drink your juiceSo you run, run, run, runYeah you run, run, run, runStand on the corner and wait for the busIt's late again, you start to cussThe paper's filled with all bad newsFat lady stands on your polished shoesSo you run, run, run, runYeah you run, run, run, run[spoken]... of the latest quotations from the new york stock exchange:Heart attacks up two & three quartersMental illness split three for oneUlcers up oneGeneral chaos, that's general chaos is up one quarterThe great society unfortunately is down five pointsDown at the office all is stillThe boss is at a funeralLetras de cancionesA note on the door 'no work today'Our chief competitor passed awaySo you run, run, run, runYeah you run, run, run, runUp in the morning at half past eightYou can't have your breakfast 'cause you'll be lateTie your tie like a hangman's nooseAin't no time to drink your juiceSo you run, run, run, runYeah you run, run, run, runOh you run, run, run, runOh you run, run, run, run[ fade ]
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