Run Me Down Songtext
von Kris Ellestad

Run me down
Like a bull
Like a podiphile

Run me long
Run me slow
Run the one hour mile

And coddling her baby
She′ll never cut that cord
In bed she dreams that maybe
This price she can afford
To grip so firm and tight
And never keep
Her promise to the night

Run me down
Like a bull
Like a podiphile


Run me long
Run me slow
Run the one hour mile

Run me off
Of a cliff
Of this precipice

Run me soft
Run me stiff
Run me just like this

And swaddling her baby
In muddied cloth and twine
His breath is stale and lazy
Upon her winding spine

He up the ladder crawls
To see beyond
Her shoulder round and small
But when he's cut
He will be sure to fall