Hey, little darling Oh, and you and I are the ghosts I wanna take you home But we're just run, run, runaways, run, run, renegades Nowhere, I couldn't stay 'Cause we're just run, run, runaways, run, run, renegades Run, run to get away And we just run, run

Niggas creepin' How'd it get so scandalous? But stay woke Now stay woke Now don't you close your eyes We can make it, oh If you want it They gon' find you (they gon' find you)

Glassy eyed light of day And heads down a mountain Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads I don't really care I feel this often, go Hey it's me I just got off the train A frightening place Their faces are concrete grey

But all I have is love, darling, all I have is love Some of the men will buy you diamonds and pearls And those are the things that mean a lot to some girls Mmm, oh yeah... Now they will take you places that you want to go And show you things that you've

This is your last chance to find a go-go dance to disco now Forget what they said in Soho, leave the "Oh, no"s out Believe me, Natalie, listen, Natalie Please believe me, Natalie, listen, Natalie And believe me, Natalie, listen, Natalie This is your last

Black woman and child, yeh yeh yeah For you I really have so much love Dollar bills and coins will fade away They could never make I so proud Who what, The Black nation Ohh woh woh, oh woh woh From di day mi born mi did dun know sey

Oh hey da da di da, di da da Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked With her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks Took her down to the

You'll dance to anything We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm They will never be the same They're fighting with us to keep us warm 'Cause they know, I know, that they don't look like me Oh, they know, I know, that they don't sound like me

Oil on water They lie together, oh Someone's daughter And they lie upon her, oh So her fingers ran away with themselves 'Till everything was documented Our mind it was reaching out To put into words what their bodies had done It's a catalogue of modern

Oh oh oh, I'm on fire Woo ooh ooh Hey little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go away and leave you all alone? Mhmm I got a bad desire Tell me now, baby, is he good to you? And can he do to you the things that I do? Oh no I can take you higher Sometimes