You better run You better run and run and run
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You better run You better run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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You better run You better run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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You stand before your maker
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In a state of shame
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Bacause your robes are covered in mud
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While your kneel at the feet
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Of a woman of the street
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The gutters will run with blood
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They will run with blood!
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You better run, you better run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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You better run, you better run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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In the days of madness
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My brother, my sister
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When you're dragged toward the Hell-mouth
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You will beg at the end
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But there ain't gonna be one, friend
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For the grave will spew you out
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It will spew you out!
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You better run, you better run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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You better run, you better run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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You'll be working in the darkness
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Against your fellow man
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And you'll find you're called to come forth
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So you'll scrub and you'll scrub
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But the trouble is, bud
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The blood it won't wash off
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No, it won't come off!
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You better run, you better run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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You better run, you better run
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You better run and run and run
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You better run to the City of Refuge
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City of Refuge
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| Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds |
