Born
To Run
Cheney, this town picks the bones from peoples backs
We're a death trap, we're a suicide rap
We're gonna get them while they're young
`Cause tramps like us, Cheney, we were born to run
Cheney, let me in, I gotta be your friend
I want to steal your dreams and visions
Just wrap your mind 'round these money dreams
and shake your hands with my minions
Together we can set this trap
We'll cut till we drop, Cheney, we'll never look back
Will you talk with me awhile, show me who to hire
`Cause Cheney I'm just a scared and lonely rich boy
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know how power works
Man, I need to know what is real
Beyond my palace, semi-powered drones,
Scream down the folks real hard
I just don't look at myself in my mirror,
And my boys screw the people real hard
The national debt rises, bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the street on a grate.
Just walk over where they lie, right Cheney,
On the streets tonight
They'll just have to wait.
The voting lines, jammed with everyday heroes,
On a last chance, stop the dive
Everybody's out voting today
So there's no place left to hide
Together Cheney, we'll live with the sadness,
Dad'll love you with all the madness in his soul
Someday guy, I don't know when,
we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go and we won't stop till we've
won
But till, then tramps like us,
Cheney, we were born to run
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