Run - Foo Fighters

It's a lifelong project of a life on the lash I've forgotten how to care but I'll remember for cash It's my party and I'll cry if I want to Light the fuse, sing the blues, I can die if I want to Tonight we're gonna bring tomorrow's happiness Gonna live like it's the end I love you to death, but I must suggest You'd better run, run, run boy Faster than the past Through the looking glass If you want the night to last You'd better run, run, run boy Faster than the past Through the looking glass If you want the night to last He's an old time blagger Wraps a hand in band Still knows the streets of Camden like the back of his hand He's an all time lover and a marathon man And with the strength of a thousand men He's a nightmare hangover He's a one night stand He can eat more chicken than any man in the land Well I've given up caring for happiness When this heart gives out is when I'll rest Run, run, run boy Faster than the past Through the looking glass If you want the night to last You'd better run, run, run boy Faster than the past Through the looking glass If you want the night to last Cause tonight we are gonna spend All tomorrow's happiness If we don't break before we bend And tonight your sole aside It'll turn out nice again It's only money in the end Run, run, run boy Faster than the past Through the looking glass If you want the night to last You'd better run, run, run boy Faster than the past Through the looking glass If you want the night to last You'd better run, run, run boy Faster than the past Through the looking glass If you want the night to last You'd better run

And I met the seventh son He came for everyone The day he heard the lightning in the field I've heard him clear his throat A fork within the road That night the tallahatchie took the wheel I've been throwing knives to see just where they'll land Now my world is in your hands Send in the congregation Open your eyes, step in the light A jukebox generation Just as you were The voice upon the stage Is a heart inside a cage And it's singing like bluebird in the round There's mystery in this wood And ghosts within these roots And a tangle deep beneath this southern ground I've been going through life making foolish plans Now my world is in your hands Send in the congregation Open your eyes, step in the lights A jukebox generation Just as you were Just as you were Just as you were And you need blind faith No false hope No false hope Do you have blind faith? No false hope No false hope Where is your blind faith? No false hope No false hope Open your eyes Open your eyes Step into the light! Open your eyes Step into the light! The sound becomes Congregation A congregation A congregation And there In the singing like a blue bird in the round

Wake up, it's time We need to find a better place to hide Make up your mind I need to know, I need to know tonight Sweet and divine Razor of mine Sweet and divine Razorblade shine Patience my dear We could spend a lifetime waiting here Maybe this time I hope I get the chance to say goodbye Sweet and divine Razor of mine Sweet and divine Razorblade shine Day after day Cutting away Day after day But anyway Wake up, it's time We need to find a better place to hide Make up your mind I need to know, I need to know tonight Sweet and divine Razor of mine Sweet and divine Razorblade shine

Crazy but I'm relieved this time Begging for sweet relief of blessing in disguise Dying behind these tired eyes I've been losin' sleep, please come to me tonight Hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle Leave it or not, hands on a miracle And there ain't no way, let you take it away Everything that we survived It's gonna be alright, just lucky we're alive Got no vision I've been blind Searchin' everywhere, you're right here in my sights Hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle Leave it or not, hands on a miracle And there ain't no way, let you take it away Hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle Leave it or not, hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle And there ain't no way, let you take it away Take it away

Stick it to the mailman Pinned against a pot plant Sick of all the sun-tan Oily with the Ray-Ban Take that to the bank and call it a check Masked without a weapon Skinny as a spit pan Dealing with the shit plan Playing with my bad hand Just another rock band Take that to the man and call it a check Trapped within a contract Hey, there boy while you were catching the black widow The rest of us were watching Melrose I wanna swim in the wattershed I wanna listen to the flowerhead I lost a gallon and still I bled I keep on thinking I get ahead Pissed at all the disc jam Pissed about the 5-ham Pissed about the green state Miss it and I can't wait Take that to the man and call it a check Trapped within a contract Hey, man can't you tell it's still a problem? See you at the devil's tower I wanna swim in the wattershed I wanna listen to the flowerhead I lost a gallon and still I bled I keep on thinking I get ahead Pissed at all the disc jam Pissed about the 5-ham Pissed about the green state I miss it and I can't wait