Run, Run, Run

[Verse 1]
Up in the morning at half-past eight
You can't have your breakfast 'cause you'll be late
You tie your tie like a hangman's noose
Ain't no time to drink your juice

[Chorus]
So you run, run, run, run
Yeah, you run, run, run, run

[Verse 2]
Stand on the corner and wait for the bus
It's late again, you start to cuss
The paper's filled with all bad news
Fat lady stands on your polished shoes

[Chorus]
So, you run, run, run, run
And you run, run, run, run

[Interlude]
Of the, uh, latest quotations from the New York Stock Exchange:
Heart attacks up two and three quarters
Mental illness split three for one
Ulcers up one
General chaos, that's general chaos, is up one quarter
The Great Society unfortunately is down five points

[Verse 3]
Down at the office all is still
The boss is at a funeral
A note on the door "No Work Today"
Your chief competitor passed away

[Chorus]
So, you run, run, run, run
Yeah, you run, run, run, run

[Verse 1]
Up in the morning at half-past eight
You can't have your breakfast 'cause you'll be late
Tie your tie like a hangman's noose
Ain't no time to drink your juice

[Outro]
So, you run, run, run, run
Yeah, you run, run, run, run
Oh, you run, run, run, run
Oh, you run, run, run, run
Oh, you run