Ballad Of A Running Man Lyrics - Singles - The Catherine Wheel

For years I avoided caffeine, for years I was clean 

I was calm and complete then the world fell down 

Round my ears had a change in my state 

Bug eyed and awake 

I was grinding my teeth in my habitat 

I couldn't stand still I was running back 

But it was gone 

Smack, smack, smacking my hands 

Flap, flapping my hands, lick, licking my wounds 

Will it help me, rip, rip, ripping my skin 

Clip, clipping my wings, pick, picking my bones 

Will it help me? Hip, hip, hip to the beat 

I can't find my own feet, can't see where I stand 

Ballad of a running man, jam, jam marathon man 

For years I was wrapped up in blue 

On sunny afternoons sunbathed but unmoved 

On the ground I found me a stooge 

He was clear out of school with a theory to prove 

He said he understood so I told him 

It was just like I'd read in a magazine 

Said I thought it was weird to be stumbling 

And that it felt like a race I was running in 

That's already run 

Smack, smack, smacking my hands 

Flap, flapping my hands, lick, licking my wounds 

Will it help me, rip, rip, ripping my skin 

Clip, clipping my wings, pick, picking my bones 

Will it help me? Hip, hip, hip to the beat 

I can't find my own feet, can't see where I stand 

Ballad of a running man, jam, jam marathon man