Not To Touch The Earth

Wait! There's been a slaughter here! Don't stop, just speak or look around, your gloves and fam are on the ground We're getting out of town We're going on the run And you're the one I want to come Not to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but run, run, run Let's run Let's run House upon the hill Moon is lying still Shadows of the trees Witnessing the wild breeze C'mon baby, run with me Let's run Run with me Run with me Run with me Let's run The mansion is warm at the top of the hill Rich are the rooms and the comforts there Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs And you won't know a thing 'til you get inside Dead president's corpse in the driver's car The engine runs on glue and tar Come on along, not goin' very far To the East to meet the Czar Run with me Run with me Run with me Let's run Whoa! Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake The minister's daughter's in love with the snake Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl, we're almost home Yeah Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Moon, moon, moon I will get you Soon Soon Soon