1, 2, 3, 4, gimme more
'Cause I think we're going down
What you need it for?
Buzz the world aroundWe're going right back to the borderline
Now, you should save yourself
I'm on my own
No Huston, no one else'Cause every time I think I'm fine
You keep on dreaming up
A hundred different ways
To cause hysteriaAm I insane, am I blind?
I just can't seem to trust
Too many regulations
Coming back at youWe're running out
Of money, of love, of luck
We're running out
Of languish, of fame, of bread
We're running outSomething tells me that I'm fine
But when I get enough
Another one
Wouldn't be too muchAnd still I chew it up
And spit it out
It's too big to swallow
Got enough for everyone
So here we goOh, let's see how far
That we can run
Before this gig is over
I hear the warning signs
On everybody's stereoDo you love what you like?
What would you do for more?
You kept on dancing
Underneath the burning floorWe're running out
Of money, of each other, of confidence
We're running out
Of drugs, of patience, of air
We're running outWe're running out
Of money, of love, of luck
We're running out
Of languish, of fame, of breadWe're running out
Of money, of each other, of confidence
We're running out
Of drugs, of patience, of air
We're running out
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