Not to Touch the Earth

Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun

Nothing left to do but

Run, run, run

Let's run, let's runHouse upon the hill, moon is lying still

Shadows of the trees

Witnessing the wild breeze

C'mon baby run with me let's runRun with me

Run with me

Run with me

Let's runThe mansion is warm, at the top of the hill

Rich are the rooms and the comforts there

Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs

And you won't know a thing till you get insideDead President's corpse in the driver's car

The engine runs on glue and tar

Come on along, not goin' very far

To the East to meet the CzarRun with me

Run with me

Run with me

Let's run, whoa!Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake

The minister's daughter's in love with the snake

Who lives in a well by the side of the road

Wake up girl, we're almost home, ya comeWe should see the gates by mornin'

We should be inside the evenin'

Sun, sun, sun

Burn, burn, burn

Soon, soon, soon

Moon, moon, moonI will get you, soon, soon, soon

I am the Lizard King, I can do anything