Болховитин Александр Павлович Gotta Run

We are running, we don't know where
We are rushing, we don't care
Gotta get there, gotta pass
My brain won't wait for my body's drag

Mind's out front, a hundred miles ahead
Body's begging, Slow it down, it said
And the modern man just screams out, I want it all!
Tells the whole wide world, I can take the fall

We are running, we don't know where
We are rushing, we don't care
Gotta get there, gotta pass
My brain won't wait for my body's drag

Yeah, the body lags, it drags behind
But that won't ease this man's restless mind
No coordination, no harmony
Like I'm fighting this war alone, you see

We are running, we don't know where
We are rushing, we don't care
Gotta get there, gotta pass
My brain won't wait for my body's drag

And this town is full of folks like me!
Crooked and cracked, bent out of line
Stubborn as mules, deaf, dumb, and blind
And it's been this way for centuries

And who cares 'bout the body? Let it fall!
Yeah, we keep on running towards the haze
We rush and we run through all our days
Until we meet a wall
And then the pain that's all