They're here in their crispy white jackets To unravel the knots in my chest How could you bring me here and then leave? Why give me life and then neglect to breathe? Our own blood is beating us from the inside Dirt poor or flithy rich Nobody leaves alive Who's killing who know? Its hard to keep track Can't keep the troubles from chewing on your back Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna run to? Wherever you go there you are Not so happy hunting ground Guts you like a fish In the middle passage and losing paradise Containing damage and salt me away Cement down in the muck and grime You're a has been and you will be again And they pile the pressure on Yeah, they pile it on Flavour of the moment Tripped out charlatan You're all so portable so you'l always be moved Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna run to? Wherever you go there you are And you run and you run and you run...