my folks don't understand me
my analyst's a fool
the Lithium he gives me
is making me un-cool
last night, my girl, she left me
today I lost my job
I'll have to bum some money
or I'm gonna have to rob
on the run...got nowhere to go
on the run...why should life be so
on the run...my mind it is twisting
on the run...the fun I'll be missing
my car , oh it was stolen
my house went up in flames
I'll drown my mind in whiskey
forget it with some games
this tough luck I've been having
just seems to have no end
I guess I'll buy a six-pack
go out and find a friend
on the run...got nowhere to go
on the run...why should life be so
on the run...my mind it is twisting
on the run...the fun i'll be missing
I like the poem. I like how it moves, like from one place to the next and you dont notice much.