Run Like Hell (live)

You better make your face up in your favourite disguise

With your button down lips and your roller blind eyes

With your empty smile and your hungry heart

Feel the bile rising from your guilty past

With your nerves in tatters

when the cockle shell shatters

and the hammers batter down your door

You better run like hell

You better run all day

and run all night

And keep your dirty feelings deep inside

And if you take your girlfriend out tonight

You better park the car well out of sight

'Cos if they catch you in the backseat

trying to pick her locks

They're gonna send you back to mother

in a cardboard box

You better run