Re-Volts - Runner

Runner, we got a runner
We got a runner on concourse nine

We got a runner, we got a runner
We got spies in the checkout line
Runner, we got a runner
He’s a lawbreaker on the lam
We got a runner
But he’ll discover
Won’t make it far in our traffic jam
Opinion pages say
Petty crimes musts never pay
Punishment must fit the crime
So cover up the scales
Let the serpent kiss the newborns
Come election time
Runner, we got a runner
We got a trador in gasolines
We got a runner, we got a runner
And futures in soylent green
Runner, he is a runner
He’s some kind of hypocrite
We got a runner, we got a runner
Another runner in a circle of shit
Runner, we got a runner
We got a runner for district five
Don’t let this missionary fool you
He’s gonna eat this city alive
Cause he’s a runner, he is a runner
He’s our kind of hypocrite
He was a bummer, now he’s a comer
Another runner in a circle of shit

Written by:
Bone Cootes, Colin Delaney, He Who Cannot be Named, Paul Oxborrow, Rob Goodson, Spike Slawson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing

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