City Of Refuge Lyrics - Grant Lee Phillips

You better run, you better run 

You better run and run, and run 

You better run, you better run 

You better run and run 

And run, and run, and run 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

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Oh, when you stand before the Father in a state of shame 

Because your robes are covered in mud 

When your kneel at the feet of a woman of the street 

The gutters will run with blood, they will run with blood 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

In the days of madness, my brother, my sister 

When you're dragged toward the Hellmouth 

You will beg for the end but there ain't gonna be one, friend 

For the grave will spew you out, it will spew you out 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run 

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You'll be working in the darkness against your fellow man 

And you'll find you're called to come forth 

So you'll scrub and you'll scrub but the trouble is, bud 

The blood it won't wash off, no, it won't come off 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

When you stand before the Father in a state of shame 

Because your robes are covered in a mud 

When your kneel at the feet of [Incomprehensible] of the street 

The gutters will run with blood, they will run with blood 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run to the City of Refuge 

You better run, you better run 

You better run 

Run, and run, and run, and run