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| On the Run |
| (Melzer) |
| . |
| Driving at night - no city |
| Crossing the country - all alone |
| The noise of the engine - inside silence |
| And miles from a phone |
| The factory closed - job is gone |
| The woman ist left behind - far away |
| Nightmares come true - Lord, help me |
| To recall what Grandpa used to say |
| . |
| "No, we won’t find another world |
| We’d better cope with this one" |
| This dusty road will never end |
| Somewhere the good times have just begun |
| I’m on the run |
| . |
| Searchin’ for work - no success |
| Another town - another try |
| Sometimes there’s a little, stupid McJob |
| But that doesn’t satisfy |
| Life is expensive - short of money |
| Can’t afford a motel - sleepin’ in the car |
| Tune up the guitar - earn a dime |
| I can hear Grandpa from far |
| . |
| "No, we won’t find another world |
| We’d better cope with this one" |
| This dusty road will never end |
| Somewhere the good times have just begun |
| I’m on the run |
| . |
| He’s on the run |
| I’m on the run |
| He’s on the run |
| I’m on the run |
| He’s on the run |
| I’m on the run |
| He’s on the run |
| . |
| SOLO |
| . |
| "No, we won’t find another world |
| We’d better cope with this one" |
| This dusty road will never end |
| Somewhere the good times have just begun |
| I’m on the run |
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