Run Run Run - Kurt Vile

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