[Verse 1]
They’re coming at you from all sides
To imprint your body and say they didn’t
The highest authority on Cheez Whiz
Hiding behind a Supreme Court urinal

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run

[Verse 2]
Or do male justices piss in a squat?
Our sister lives in a squat that pisses on justice
Justice is blind and a woman to boot
These boots are made for marching and that’s justice too

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
[Verse 3]
They say, "silly woman can’t organize a spice rack"
When we say 'they,' we mean 'us' part of the time
We are all one, but not today
Fish tomorrow, not today

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run

[Verse 4]
Run back to the park, they’ll roll you a cig, free
Run to any immigrant detention facility
Run you back to the jailhouse
For not talking shit on their ugly wives and kids

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
[Verse 5]
Run you up a thirty-foot totem pole
Run, sister, tell the people
Run your life, if you’re not careful
Tell Father Time his daughters are waiting

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run

[Verse 6]
My sister’s a Queen, she ain't no concubine
Don’t call my sister no concubine, she is the Mother of Creation
Who are you? Who are you to call her a concubine?
Don’t you know you have to forgive that you may be forgiven?

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
[Verse 7]
Men, respect your sister and respect your Queen
Be good to your woman and she will free you
Sister, forgive your man that he may rise from bondage
Only you, my Queen, can free the man

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run

[Verse 8]
Full moon in Pisces, a reflective riddle
Illusory shadows upon open wounds
Wars of our fathers bouncing like pinball machines
Between me and my brother stands our sister, don’t shoot!

[Chorus]
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run
Run, sister, run
Sister, run, sister
Run, sister, run