You on the Run

Now you on the run son,

Since 1981

You went and did some things,

And spoiled the fun

Yeah, you got the FBI,

They ain't on your side

Yeah you're caught foolin' friend,

With a senator's wife

Oh I don't need it,

Well no one does

Just sit on this groove and chew,

As the heat grew and grew;

A life of taking Love,

She fit like a glove

And in due time,

Yeah I'll be there

Well hello Harmony,

Whatcha doin' for free?

Yeah get on your knees you freak,

And please please me

A life of solitude,

Yeah, one with me, no you

Life on the run son,

It's all you knew

And I don't need it,

No, no one does