running on on & on & on on on
running on on & on
running on on & on & on on
on running on on & on
running on on & on & on on
on running on on & on
running on on & on & on on
on running on on & on
running on on & on & on...
I'm all out of humor & ready to
rest
new price of freedom seems more than
than I've got
strange how the new rule seems destined
for no goal
and what's this sound ringing in our
ears?
it's just the sound of the wars we
don't want to fight for
power hungry star eyed prefects
shoot blindly from their desks
pushing the wheel in a backwards motion
leading us all somewhere
but it's nowhere
nowhere but over the edge
& they must surely know
they should really know
it's nowhere in particular
nowhere in particular
but swinging on a pocket watch
it's guns that keep me from sleep
running on on & on & on on on
running on on & on
running on on & on & on on
on running on on & on
running on on & on & on on
on running on on & on
running on on & on & on on
on running on on & on
running on on & on & on...
all out of humor - ready to rest
& rest