Streetwalkers - Run For Cover lyrics

Chapman-Whitney Run for cover, run for shade though the heat's blistering Buddy, you don't owe me a thing Light your light in some tower, if it dims within the hour Buddy, you don't owe me a thing Treading high on some wine might suit you just fine But buddy, buddy, ..... , you don't owe me a thing So cross me up or cross me down The only way that I'll be found Is when I'm feeding worms beneath the ground From one to ten all greedy men May eat away the crust again But only I will know what's in the pie Sealing wax and poker face I learned to keep the extra ace And I won't fall off that precipice again, no No hawk-eyed hunter ever shot Or picked a better spot to see How hot the game has got beneath you Run for cover, make it plain, run you over, try to stop this train Buddy, you don't owe me a thing Stamp your seal, hang your plaque, I don't give no Jumping Jack Buddy, you don't owe me a thing Hang a sign upon your tail, oh I, I just use a nail Buddy, you don't owe me a thing So cross me up or cross me down The only way that I'll be found Is when I'm feeding worms beneath the ground, yeah From one to ten all greedy men May eat away the crust again But only I will know what's in the pie Sealing wax and poker face I, I learned to keep the extra ace And I won't fall off off that precipice again No hawk-eyed hunter ever shot Or picked a better spot to see How hot the game has got beneath you Got to get the walkers out the way of the train Got to get the walkers out the way of the train Got to get the walkers out the way of the train ...