Run, Run, Run Sly and the Family Stone

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Run, Run, Run" от Sly and the Family Stone. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

Run, run, run, they don't like what we're thinking
At least we are not staggering from drinking
Sayin' it here (Where?)
Don't try to figure out
What's happenin' inside their head
Ain't too much goin' on
Inside the head of the dead

Run, run, run, to avoid the hasslin'
When he bugs you, you know his mind is wrestlin'

Say, dig! (What?)
The groovy music, inside my head is soakin'
And then the man just comes out
To tell me what I ought to be smokin'

People, listen!
People, listen!
People, listen!

People, people

Run, run, run, they don't like what we're wearin'
The colors we like, they're doin' a lot of starin'

Say, dig! (What?)
Things we do upset their flesh and blood and bone
But I got an idea!
Maybe what they oughta do is leave their flesh and blood and bone at home