| Lyrics: | Run,run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.
Meddle, meddle, friend
of mine, all good things in all good time.
Reach for the sun, catch hold of the
moon.
That ball too heavy, but what can you do.
Reach for the stars, smack into the
sky.
You don't want to live but you're chicken to die.
Ohhh, you're chicken to
die.
Run, run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens the sooner it closes.
Meddle,
meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.
Run for the money, caught short
on the rent.
Big ideas, but the cash is all spent.
The trouble with love is it's on
vase.
You just want a cup, but you don't want to race.
No, you don't want to
race.
Run,run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.
Meddle,
meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.
Run for the roses, get caught
on the briar.
You wanted to love, next thing there's a fire.
You got the Do Re, I got the
Mi.
I got the notion we're all at sea.
Yes, we're all at sea.
Run, run, run for
the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.
Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good
things in all good time |
