Lyrics

When we were Running around, face pressed to the ground Running flies like I just don't know Still we were Running the scene and it better be me Running by like I just don't know Your fait accompli is a play on words A double play on words A double play on what you meant And everybody's wise to what you've got between your thighs And everybody wants to know what happens next But still you're Running around, head pressed to the ground Running flies like I just don't know Running the scene and it better be me Running by as like I just don't know Your fait accompli is a play on words A double play on words A double play on what you meant And everybody's wise to what you've got between your thighs And everybody wants to know what happens next But still you're running around, face pressed to the ground (but still you're running around, face pressed to the ground) Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey (hey) Oooh, rods on crutches Oooh, rods on crutches