Run Free

My back is against a brick wall<br>I got a Mack truck two inches from MY FACE!!<br>Well run free baby, run now<br>It just looks hard, but it would be, SOOO easy<br>Just turn around and go!<br>Clip all the wires, hook-ups and hangups<br>and then you`re HOME FREE<br>You can give birth, torrents you so easily<br>you`ll believe it`s always been there<br>While the natural order made-to-order<br>by your forever clever MIND<br>CONSTANTLY protecting you against things<br>you no longer need to be protected FROM!<br>AND I, BELIEVE!<br>I believe like a holy roller<br>Singing sweaty preaching Go Tell It On The Mountain<br>While speaking in twenty different tongues and diving<br>in ten thousand feet of baptismal water<br>without a life preserver<br>I believe like my bullet-ridden brother<br>out there somewhere RIGHT NOW<br>Gurgling blood through his LAST BREATH<br>Spitting out a red bright prayer<br>So new, so sweet, so baby fresh<br>So full of truth he thinks he can save his life!<br><br>God does not exist in desperation<br>And Hope is lying dead, somewhere in the sewer<br>down the street around the corner in the alley<br>underneath the feet of somebody<br>ITCHING SCRATCHING TREMBLING<br>CHOSEN for that next heat and suckin somebody`s dick!<br><br>Got two minutes y`all<br>I got TWO MOTHERFUCKIN MINUTES<br>before I run free or die, y`all!<br>Two minutes...<br>before I, smash my face into the grill of a Mack truck<br>Before I get, ten thousand bricks shoved up my ass<br>Before I, RUN, FREE, OR, DIE!