Music & Lyrics by Jesse Miller - Copyright 2009

'Got to Run'

I saw you down by the curbside
Keeping me with watchful eyes
Two stogies with iced-espresso
Up the straw I'd watch it rise

Got get 'em, fresh meet for cooking
Seal the deal and you're the man
Test drive 'em, present the numbers
Then take everything you can

And here's to all the souls in need
God rest you safe in bed and keep good company
I aim to leave, you aim to please
Don't knock me down, my knees are feeling weak

"Hey Cobra," he liked to call me
"I only want the best, it's true.
How could you think of leaving,
With all this job can offer you?"

"Keep dreaming," I'd hear them saying
As they'd stuff their pockets full
Can't do this, seventy hours a weak is just too cruel

I hope you know you're really like a brother
In spite of all that's said and done
But let's not pretend for one more day that it's my calling

I've got to run


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Painting, 'Running Man' (1932-34) by Kasimir Malevich