Run from the pigs, the fuzz, the cops, the heat
Pass me your gloves, this crime wave is never complete
Until you snort it up or shoot it down
You’re never gonna feel free
Out on my skateboard the night is just hummin’
And the gum smacks are the pulse I’ll follow if my Walkman fades
But I’ve got absolutely no one, no one but myself to blame
Pavement
