Rod Taylor run run

Oh yeh-yeh, oooohhh
Run, run, run - where are they going to run?
Run, run, run - where are they going to run?
Hide, hide, hide - where are they going to hide?
They are hiding, hiding, hiding - where are they going to hide? Yeh
They're running to the hills for shelter, and there's no hill
They're running to the rock for rescue, and there will be no rock
They're running from Kingston Town, they I ran to a Spanish Town
The hotter claps there-there still
Well hot, Jah Jah, ah-ah
Run, run, run - where are they going to run? Yeh
Run, run, run - where are they going to run? Yeh-eh
Hide, hide, hide - where are they going to hide themselves?
Oooh yeah-yeh
Run, run, run - where are they going to run? Yeh
Run, run, run - where are they going to run?
Hide, hide, hide - where are they going to hide themselves?
Hide, hide, hide-hide - where are they going to hide themself?
They're running from Jah Jah but they can't escape Jah
They're running from Kingston Town, they're running to Spanish Town
But the hotter claps, well hot - oh Jah Jah , ah-ah
It's deh-deh well hot - oh Jah Jah, ah-ah
Hide, hide, hide - where are they going to hide themselves on that day?
Run, run, run - where are they gonna run to, ooh-ooh yeah-eh
Wooah-oh-oh-oh where are they gonna run and hide?