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on the nights that never end

She's hard 16, soft to the touch, but she's seen too much
She's hard 16, will her soul run dry by 17?

The face of innocence
(Traditional)

Good morning, Mr. Railroad Man
What time do your trains roll by ?
"At 9:16 and 2:44 and 25 minutes 'till 5"
"At 9:16 and 2:44 and 25
Up against the wall
You don't stand so tall
Better run run run put your armor on again

She is 12 years old
Nothing she don't know
She says
your wife how you won medals down in Flanders,
Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra.
Please do not run too fast
Stay off of the leaves
Do not play in the grass
And climb the trees
You can’t breathe
Let alone you get stung by bees
loudly let us hear 
When our heroes of '16 were executed? 

[Chorus]

Come tell us how you slew them poor Arabs two by two, 
Like the Zulus they had
Murmaider [Repeat: x 16]

But beware
For when you quench your blood thirst
Others will seek their vengeance on you
And they won't rest
Until you're dead
There's a place off Ocean Avenue
Where I used to sit and talk with you
We were both 16 and it felt so right
Sleeping all day, staying up all night
out by the Citgo
But mama always made sure the tooth fairy found my pillow
My pops was always workin', he put the family first
Chicago Saturdays in
love me I let them do them.
You either gonna be rich or famous fuckin wit me, probably both.
If you happen to brush shoulders wit me by accident,
Play
Staring at the picture of the runaways on the wall

Seems like these day you couldn’t run away at all

And even if you did, what you got to run
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Proverbs 3:6, 1 Peter 5:8, Matthew 16:24

Smell the burning powder?
There's danger in the air
A voice from
give out no heat

Well, you had your chance
For love and romance
But you let it pass you by
'Cause when you were 10
You used to run from men
Kept
There's a place off Ocean Avenue
Where I used to sit and talk with you
We were both 16 and it felt so right
Sleeping all day, staying up all night
And a payment on the Jag.
Won't you try this personal bazooka, 
Make you feel like a man,
Show the little girls what's what 
By the size of the thunder in
She had a drive-by childhood
A plastic Jesus on her chest
A mean mean girl
With a certain snake allure
A heart like 16 midnights
And a surgical
Is you ready? 
Back by popular demand
Murderous specialist tactics 
Wu Tang Clan  no rehearsal or practice 
Niggaz ain't ready for this
Niggaz
gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me?"
He said, "Don't try to run from me, you'll just make it worse"
My palms were sweaty, and I
There's a place off Ocean Avenue
Where I used to sit and talk with you
We were both 16 and it felt so right
Sleeping all day, staying up all night
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
I'm gettin ya back
I'm twistin you back, 'cause what ya niggas spittin on tracks'll
Get you 16 or 8, gun cap, leave it at that
'cause ya niggas ain't
But still be a cold day in Hell when you hear that
Guru or Premier ever tell suckers get sales
But they fail in the long run that kid who went gold yo
sister, every brother..
You've gots ta LOVE one another

I never ran from the Klu Klux Klan
and I shouldn't have to run from a black man

I never ran
watch it was one twenty, 
"I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me?" 
He said, "Don't try to run from me, you'll just make it
Volt face cons 
Abandon you again 
I won't feel not this time 

Brick by brick 
The night eclipsed 
Pricked by cuticle thorns 
Dried the sleep