RUN TO THE HILLS

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(2002)

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  22 Acacia Avenue (live)  
  The Prisoner (live)  

 

RUN TO THE HILLS

(Harris)

 

White man came across the sea, brought us pain and misery

Killed our tribes killed our creed, took our game for his own need

 

We fought him hard we fought him well, out on the plains we gave him hell

But many came too much for Cree, oh will we ever be set free?

 
Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes, galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes, fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom the stab in the back, women and children and cowards attack
 
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives
 
Soldier blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men, the only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold, enslaving the young and destroying the old
 
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives
 
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives

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22 ACACIA AVENUE

(Harris/Smith)

 

If you're feeling down depressed an lonely, I know a place where we can go

22 Acacia Avenue meet a lady that I know

So if you're looking for a good time, and you're prepared to pay the price

Fifteen quid is all she asks for, everybody's got their vice

 

If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece

You can tell her that you know me and you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it she'll teach you more than you can know
 
Charlotte can't you get out from all this madness
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease
 
Someday when you're reaching the age of forty, I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know, You won't have any more beautiful wares to show any more
 
22, the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside, the red light's burning bright tonight
 
Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life, don't you ever think about the bad times
Why do you have to live this way, do you enjoy your lay or is the pay
 
Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue, the way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street, everybody stops and turns to stare at you
 
Beat her mistreat her do anything that you please, bite her excite her make her get down on her knees
Abuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got, caress her molest her she always does want you want
 
You're running away don't you know what you're doing, can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning, your life's good don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling, it's no life for you stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're coming with me

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THE PRISONER

(Smith/Harris)

 

On the run kill to eat, you're starving now you're dead on your feet

Going all the way nature's beast, do what I want as I please

 

Run fight to breathe it's tough

Now you see me now you don't

Break the walls I'm coming out

 
Not a prisoner I'm a free man, and my blood is my own now
Don't care where the past was, I know where I'm going...out
 
If you kill me it's self defence, if I kill you then I call it vengeance
Spit in your eye I will defy, you'll be afraid when I call out your name
 
I'm not a number I'm a free man, I'll live my life how I want to
You'd better scratch me from your black book, cos I'll run rings around you

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