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Kentucky Pill

Johnny Flynn
The Kentucky pill
And a cow tipping expedition
And I've seen a fuller moon
Swinging wanton premonition

Did you ever
Expect to have more fame than this or that?
'Cause there's believing
And there's taking off your hat

And there's reading
And there's reading this or that...

I'm running for my
Old playmates
I'm running through
The town

I'm running with a gun
That's gonna
Shoot my playmates
Down

Did you punch all those clocks?
Did you see off those time bandits?
If you're playing on the swings
You can't be in the sand pit

I liked you when you
Wore those other clothes
I was into you, thinking:
"Where can I get one of those?"

I would have picked your brains
I would have paid you through the nose...

I'm running for my
Old playmates
I'm running through
The town

I'm running with a gun
That's gonna
Shoot my playmates
Down

I am running
Oh, I'm running, oh, oh
Yes, I'm running, oh
I'm running, oh, oh, oh

And the girls that you see
They're all faster than a train
You see the same girl
But you won't see that face again

Left the changes down
To fate and happenstance
Picked a viewpoint, oh
And how my girl can dance

Followed her feet
Realised she was watering the plants...

I'm running for my
Old playmates
I'm running through
The town

I'm running with a gun
That's gonna
Shoot my playmates
Down

Oh, I am running, oh
I'm running, oh, oh
Yes, I'm running, oh
I'm running, oh, oh, oh