Warrants Songtext
von Local Man

I got warrants in Topeka
I got warrants out in L.A.
I got warrants in Miami
But they don′t even know my face

Run
I'm on the run
I′m on the run
I'm on the run, run, run, run, run

Put the money in the casket
Put the casket on the train
Put the money in the suitcase
Take the suitcase to my Aunt May
I got warrants out in Boise
I got warrants down in Tennessee
I can't go to Bonnaroo, but
I can still come see you my baby


Run
I′m on the run
I′m on the run
I'm on the run, run, run, run, run, go!

They can send the fucking policeman
They can send the fucking military
You can send the fucking postman
Doesn′t matter, they won't find me
And I gotta tell you something
And I need to see it on your face
I don′t think we can settle down now
I got too many people looking for me

Run
I'm on the run
I′m on the run
I'm on the run, run, run, run, run
Run
I'm on the run
I′m on the run
I′m on the run, run, run, run, run