Fugitive Kind |
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Fugitive Kind Lyrics |
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It`s quite a scandal Just got out alive I gave `em all That they could handle Then I took a dive So take a chair And make it snappy Tryin` to lose these jerks Say a prayer and make it simple It`s the only kind that works On the outskirts Of the sundown I feel like Billy the Kid Don`t know where I`ll go or run now Like I ever did Is this where I belong Hurry up, quick And you can come along We ain`t got time for you To grab your stuff What`s flowing through our veins Is good enough I`m the fugitve kind You better make up your mind I can`t wait You can run-run-run-run away with me But never from your fate You can run-run-run-run away with me But never from your fate I`ve got strange and grandiose ideas I never know or care What day it is We can write down our dreams and hide `em under the bed And walk down the street with lightbulbs on our head I`m the fugitve kind You better make up your mind I can`t wait You can run-run-run-run away with me But never from your fate You can run-run-run-run away with me But never from your fate I stood alone on that stage Just like a stone on a grave You could be my lover I`d make you laugh Or just another epitath I`m a bad idea whose time has come And I`ll never forget Where I started from I`m the fugitve kind You better make up your mind I can`t wait You can run-run-run-run away with me But never from your fate You can run-run-run-run away with me But never from your fate You can run-run-run-run away with me But never from your fate |
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