Combo On The Run

Into the promised land
To sing a different note
Man I don’t understand
We wanted their attention
Our balls went up so high
They wanted too much Poison
And Warrant’s Cherry Pie
It’s a crying, crying, crying shame
We didn’t have no dough
We didn’t have no clue
We lived a life of kings
Dined on some royal stew
We felt like shitty rockstars
Our pictures on the wall
We’re Robby’s pekaloids
Running silly down the hall
I wanna go home now
Back to my old hometown
Where I can sing the blues
Let’s stop this running around
I miss the people dancing
I’m (just) saying this,
But, baby you can bet your puwet
I’ll do it again some time for the money
Combo on the run, yeh!
It’s a crying, crying, crying shame
It’s a downright shame! (Well)
(Hey!) We took a trip by boat
I wanna go home now
Back to my old hometown
Where I can sing the blues
Let’s stop this running around
I miss the people dancing
I’m (just) saying this,
But, baby you can bet your puwet
I’ll do it again some time for the money
Combo on the run, yeh!
I’m saying this but, baby you can bet your puwet
I’ll do it again sometime for the money
(Yeh…) Combo on the run…
(Hey!) We took a trip by boat