Fantasise of the escape,
Although I do it most days
Got the black dog to the gate,
But he never liked to run,
Run, run, run.
Run, run, run.
I can't see, this part is grey.
Tomb stone all covered in ash
Houdini show me your ways,
I disappear in a flash.
Run, run.
Run, run, run.
Fantasise of the escape,
Although I do it most days.
Got the black dog to the gate,
But he, he never like to run
Run, run, run
Oh, run
Run, run, run
Oh, run
Run, run, run
Oh, run
Run, run, run
Oh, run
Run, run, run
Run, run, run, run, oh run