I think my grandma has a piece of land I'm supposed to take it when she's dead My aunt Diane has a lifetime right I'll have to tell her if she's still alive
She's probably dead but dead in a secret place From drugs, dirty murder or some such thing Under a bridge, in a trailer or in the woods I've got to leave, yeah, I think I should
I better run I better run
I think my father built an awful flame He burned his eyes, his mouth, it burned his brain Now he writes songs about his made up life At least I think so if he's still alive
He's probably dead but dead in a secret place From drugs, dirty murder or some such thing Under a bridge, in a trailer or in the woods I've got to leave, yeah, I think I should
I better run, I better run I better run, I better run I better run, I better run I better run, I better run I better run, I better run