Future of the Left
Fucked Up Runners
Fucked up runners in their priceless spikes
Bled all over the morning
Fell asleep twice on the mountain climb
Gettin' over the pace

Say that you were ready to go
And then you don't
Say that you were happy to start
And then you're not
Say that you're ahead at your slowest point
Say that you were nearly dead
Until you found your breath

Simple
Statement
Fucked up runners
Make good lawyers
Fucked up runners

Fucked-up runners in their birthday suits
Wave their dicks in the traffic
I ran away twice from the local police
I never finished the race

Say that you were ready to go
And then you don't
Say that you were happy to start
And then you're not
Say that you're ahead at your slowest point
Say that you were nearly dead
Until you found your breath
Simple
Statement
Fucked up runners
Make good lawyers
Fucked up runners

(He's [?]... dropping in the distance)