Song | Running Thoughts |
Artist | Deerhoof |
Album | Sur La Mer Samp-Le-Mer |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
They were called The Runners Four | |
Always slipping through the back door | |
When they come ashore | |
Sneaking through their precious load, | |
Cheating customs in a speedboat | |
When they come in from far away | |
Oh they never can stay | |
They fly away to other skies | |
With the sun in their eyes | |
Make their entrance two by two | |
Bringing us a thought that's so new | |
Whistling secret tunes | |
And smuggling through their precious smile | |
Breaking customs for a short while |