miércoles, diciembre 14, 2011

Do You Wanna Run Away (With Me Mary Lou)

I'm down right and tired, of runnin' round,
My legs can't cut it no more,
I'm 'bout ready to fall and hit the ground,
'Cause it don't look as good as it did before,

Well, I think my pockets are full o' holes,
I can't seem to hold on to a paycheck for long,
This job I got, man, it don't feed my belly, it don't feed my soul,
I thought I could hack it once long ago, but I guess I ain't that strong,

Well now, baby, pack your dresses and shoes,
'Cause I think it's 'bout time we jumped the fence,
Let's see what's on the other side, I'm tired of the blues,
Let's step out of the line, stayin on it don't make no sense,
We can do favours for friends we don't know,
We can even do some for ourselves, along the road,
We'd go and see and do, whatever we wanted to,
What do you say, do want to runaway with me Mary Lou,

We stay up all night, whenever we want to,
No more early mornings, no more crack o'dawn,
We're on top of the world, honey, it's just me and you,
In bed overlookin' the river, starin' at the risin' sun,

No more o' that waitin 'til the last day to see,
If we're gonna be able to make ends meet,
We've got enough dough, you and I,
To buy stars, and suns and galaxies, babe we'll make it home free,

Like two wandering pirates searching for,
Nothing at all, we hit the nightly streets,
I'm your king, you're my queen,
And this here city, belongs to you and me,

Lately the cops have been on our tail, breathin' down our necks,
And the d.a is lookin' to make a name for himself,
Well now darling, don't go getting scared, jumping the gun, we gotta use our heads,
'Coz in the end, we ain't got much more than each other and ourselves,

The city lights don't seem to shine,
Quite as hard and bright as they did not so long ago,
And safely kept, within your eyes, breaths the only light I can find,
Why, if this city's too hot for us, let's hop on a plain,
Or a train or a bus, babe and let´s just go,

Well now, baby, pack your dresses and shoes,
'Cause I think it's 'bout time we jumped the fence,
Let's get outta this city, I'm tired of the blues,
Let's run away babe, stayin here don't make no sense,
We've got coppers and lawmen huntin' us down,
Take my hand, we'll never look back, we'll just skip town,
Everything's gonna be just fine, it's just me and you
What do you say, do want to runaway with me Mary Lou,

Did the world shrink down in the last couple o' days,
Or does it just seem that way,
Well, we got Uncle Sam's cavalry standing outside,
Waitin' to take us out for a very long ride,

I'll never let go o' your hand I swear,
Let me kiss you twice, one for now and one for the road,
Let's see what's got 'em boys all winded up and hollarin' out there,
Let's meet 'em with our twin tommies, and then,
Darling I promiss, we're free to go,

Well now, baby, close your eyes and cut your hair loose,
I think it's 'bout time we jumped the fence,
Let's see what's on the other side, I'm tired of the blues,
Let's run outside the line, stayin on it don't make no sense,
Well, now we've got the one thing we ever really needed, yes, we do,
What do you say, for old time's sake,
Do you wanna run away with me Mary Lou,


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Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!