Run For Your Life - Three Legged Fox

I think you better run for your life

Call up the pharmacist

‘Cuz you need some help to sleep

Now you’re the best of friends

‘Cuz dirty habits, they don’t come cheap

Now your palms are growing sweaty

Sure as hell they should be

‘Cuz you’re miles away from ready

And you’ve underestimated me

I’ve made up my mind

You’ll be forgotten at best

Stock options, vacation time

Now the clock says…

I think you better run for your life

Call all your fair-weather, Wall-Street friends

And laugh how we’re all so dumb

You’re tie is the noose around your neck

Who’s gonna bail you outta this one?

Got a boat, and some exotic homes

So, I guess the jokes on me

But when it settles out, you’re gonna find

All them toys, they ain’t that sweet

This world’s got a funny way of turning out

I think it’s funny the way you’ve turned out