Run Run Run

Run Run Run - Kurt Vile

Lyrics by：Lou Reed

Composed by：Lou Reed

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 I had to get her fixed

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

She gotta run run run run run take a drag or two

Run run run run run Gypsy death and you

Tell you whatcha do now

Seasick Sarah had a golden nose

Hobnail boots wrapped around her toe

When she turned blue all the angels screamed

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

They gotta run run run run run take a drag or two

Run run run run run Gypsy death and you

Tell you whatcha do

Tell you whatcha do

Tell you whatcha do

Tell you whatcha do

Beardless Harry what a waste

Couldn't even get a small-town taste

Rode the trolleys down to 47th

figured he was good to get himself to Heaven

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