Run Like Hell lyrics

Pink Floyd, Pink Floyd...

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run,

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run.

You better make your face up in

Your favourite disguise

With your button down lips

And your roller blind eyes

With your empty smile

And your hungry heart

Feel the bile rising from your guilty past

With your nerves in tatters

As the cockleshell shatters

And the hammers batter

Down your door

You better run

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run,

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run.

You better run all day

And run all night

And keep your dirty feelings deep inside

And if your take your girlfriend out tonight

You better park the car well out of sight

'Cos if they catch you in the back seat

Trying to pick her locks

They're gonna send you back to mother

In a card board box

You better run

Hey, open up! Ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaaaaaaaa!

(Hammer, Hammer

Hammer, Hammer

Hammer)