Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Runaway, artist - Adolescents. Album song Balboa Fun Zone, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 31.12.1987
Record label: Manifesto
Song language: English
Runaway |
Hello? |
Is my daughter there? |
She’s 15 years old |
Blue eyes, blonde hair |
She’s been away from home 'bout two or three day |
To locate Rikk Agnew in California |
Write a letter to me on a random chance of receiving some reply |
You get one, suddenly it’s and insta-romance, but you’re a stranger in my eyes |
Pull your rotting roots and proceed to bail on a journey guaranteed |
Did ya' ever stop to think I could go to jail for your adolescent need? |
Runaway, why don’t you stay |
Back where you belong |
Feel ya' gotta run, feel ya' gotta play |
But you’re really much too young |
I understand your impulsiveness |
I’ve been there once before |
But you’re so blind to the fucking mess |
That your loved one’s can’t ignore |
Calls from worried mom, detectives, and your aunt |
I don’t really have the time |
An innocent exchange of petty postal lust |
Could turn into a nasty crime |
So pull a U-Y, Louie, don’t come my way |
There’s no place like home |
No need to run, no reason to fly |
But you still have to go, you still have to roam |
I don’t know your reasons |
I don’t know your rhymes |
I don’t have the patience |
And I don’t have the time |
You make me see red |
You make me feel black |
Don’t ever get near me |
Don’t ever come back |
I know what you’re doing |
It’s somewhere I’ve been |
I’ve seen it all happen |
Again & again |
I’m gonna say it once |
And I’ll make it clear |
Go home! |
Do ya' hear me? |
Get the hell out of here! |
Runaway, runaway, runaway… |