I wrote a note to my future ghostnQuoting words I've spokenAnd that I meant only half the time nNow I only speak between grinding teethnAnd my constant sleepnCause that's the pace that I've got to gonnSo run along cause you had best be on your waynn[Chorus]nDon't worry just hurrynCause you have got a lot to lose herenBut I'm catching up on that lost sleepnDo I have a lot to losennI am a man with my task at handnAnd my swollen glandsnAnd just a couple of days to go nUntil I'm on a stagennWith my voice and bassnAnd all my choices madenAnd all the places I've got to go nnSo run along cause you had best be on your waynn[Chorus x2]nnSo run along cause you had best be on your waynWell run along cause you had best be on your waynWell hey hey hey nn[Chorus x2]