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Fucked Run
Lyrics: John Popper
Music: John Popper

Once upon a midnight dearie
I woke with something in my head
I couldn't escape the memory
Of a phone call and of what you said
Like a game show contestant with a parting gift
I could not believe my eyes
When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend
Who needs to humor me and tell me lies
Yeah humor me and tell me lies
And I'll lie too and say I don't mind
And as we seek so shall we find
And when you're feeling open I'll still be here
But not without a certain degree of fear
Of what will be with you and me
I still can see things hopefully

But you
Why you wanna give me a run-around
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down

And shake me and my confidence
About a great many things
But I've been there I can see it cower
Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings
Of a bad play where the heroes are right
And nobody thinks or expects too much
And Hollywood's calling for the movie rights
Singing "hey babe let's keep in touch"
Hey baby let's keep in touch
But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me
And show me all the things no one else can see
So what you feel becomes mine as well
And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell
What's yours and mine the fishing's fine
And it doesn't have to rhyme so don't you feed me a line

But you
Why you wanna give me a run-around
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down

Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking
And I've got some news for you
It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop
And there ain't a whole lot that you can do
Oh sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder
Perhaps I've grown a little cynical
But I know no matter what the waitress brings
I shall drink in and always be full
My cup shall always be full


Oh I like coffee
And I like tea

I'd like to be able to enter a final plea
I still got this dream that you just can't shake
I love you to the point you can no longer take
Well all right okay
So be that way
I hope and pray
That there's something left to say

But you
Why you wanna give me a run-around
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down

But you
Why you wanna give me a run-around
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down

1994 Blues Traveler Publishing Corporation

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This song has not been released.
Earliest time played: 10/21/1998
Last time played: 10/10/2008
Playing frequency:
  141 plays (see all shows)
  7.59% of shows in the database
  14.19% of shows since debut
  Detailed statistics
Song information:
  In the fall of 1998, the band began experimenting with some chords they had been playing around with for a while (see View) but hadn't found an appropriate song to put them in. This version is unofficially titled "Fucked Run".



Once upon a midnight dearie
Echoes of the first line of Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven": "Once upon a midnight dreary/While I pondered, weak and weary"
Like a game show contestant with a parting gift/I could not believe my eyes
Contestants on a game show that do not win the big prize are often given "parting gifts" to ease the pain of losing, but the parting gift is a longstanding tradition as a way for a gracious guest to show appreciation for hospitality or service.
And as we seek so shall we find
A modified quote from the Bible, Matthew, chapter 7 verse 7: "Seek and ye shall find".
Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking
A double play on "La Bamba", the 1959 Ritchie Valens hit, as well as the common warplane conversation wherein the pilot would alert the bombardier as to the location of the desired target.
I shall drink in and always be full/My cup shall always be full
A possible reference to the 23rd Psalm of the Bible, "my cup runneth over".
Oh I like coffee/And I like tea
Patterned on the opening lines of "Java Jive", a smash hit for the Ink Spots in 1940: "I love coffee/I love tea/I love the Java Jive/And it loves me".