Mischief Brew
A Peasant’s Rebellion
Run child, run away
Come around no other day
Roll a bed or snap a case
Run child, run away
Spark it up around the waste
And drink until you dehydrate
And old world is behind you
Another one awaits
And every town is different
But it all turns out the same
So run child, run away
Find the lost and found, and trade
Dye your hair, shave your face
And rearrange your name display

And now you're wide awake to start again
A day before you find your new best friend
All day, you're playing House, War, and Pretend

Run friend, from the sea
Walk on further up the beach
Hope to find somebody's keys
Run friend, from the sea
Say that all this cannot be
Better dig a hole, and dig it deep
You say this is your home now
It's only been a week
But you swear you'll fight with all your might
To save it 'til you're beat
Then grab a train or hop a bus
I'll betcha there's a ride to bum
And set up camp beside the bay
Another thousand miles away
But there's just as much misery afar
And you're still the same old burning star
And still you turn away, but there you are

When you wake up in the morning
And the state don't seem the same
You're a bomb without a warning
You're the singing in the rain
When you wake up in the morning
To a bad world full of dreams
You're a bomb and you're the warning
And I'll be seeing you downstream