BETTER RUN AWAY

Black shoes on the floor
Moaning through the door
Don’t you scream and shout
I’ll kick you out

It look me long to see
What’s going on with me
Why do all these things
Come along this way

Better run away, better run away for your own
Better run away, better run away for your own

Cards from San Joan
There’s all my money gone
Your tears affected me
Too blind to see

It took me long to see
What’s going on with me
Why do all these things
Come along this way

Better run away, better run away for your own
Better run away, better run away for your own