John Cale - Run Run Run - Текст песни

Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave

I sold my soul, must be saved

Gonna take a walk down to Union Square 

You never know who you're gonna find there


You gotta run, run, run, run, run

Take a drag or two

Run, run, run, run, run

Gypsy Death and you

Tell you whatcha do


Marguerita Passion had to get her fix 

She wasn't well, she was getting sick 

Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high 

Didn't know, thinks she could buy it


And she would run, run, run, run, run

Take a drag or two

Run, run, run, run, run

Gypsy Death and you

Tell you whatcha do


Seasick Sarah had a golden nose

Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes 

When she turned blue, all the angels screamed 

They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene


She had to run, run, run, run, run

Take a drag or two

Run, run, run, run, run

Gypsy Death and you

Tell you whatcha do


Beardless Harry, what a waste

Couldn't even get a small-town taste

Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven 

Figured he was good to get himself to heaven

'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two

Run, run, run, run, run

Gypsy Death and you

Tell you whatcha do