Running Down Your Soul

When the boom hit town
Many came up, some went down.
Some joined the one hundred a day' parade.
Some packed it up and split fore the first charade.

Heartache is the second cousin
Of reckless profiteers and The Dirty Dozen.
Man, that's a lot of hungry mothers coming down.

I'm writing this message
On the backs of unpaid bills
And I'm not gonna mince words
Or bury them under echo and reverb.

How long can you keep running?
How long can you keep running down your soul?

Black cats don't scratch like they used to.
Fat cats catch no retribution.
Go inside, count the money, turn the TV on low.

Don't think much, just watch the light flicker,
Remember her smile and the time
You tried to trick her into thinking one day
You'd come back and settle down.

I'm writing this message
On the backs of unpaid bills
And I'm not gonna mince words
Or bury them under echo and reverb.

How long can you keep running?
How long can you keep running down?
How long can you keep running?
How long can you keep running down your soul?

I know you've been there
And that you've done that
Cause we saw all the photographs and reaction.
Let me ask you, you took all those pictures
Did you see anything at all?

How long can you keep running?
How long can you keep running down?
How long can you keep running?
How long can you keep running down your soul?



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy E Easton
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