Run Run Run


Pete Townshend © 1966 TRO-Essex Music Inc./ASCAP

Run, run, run
Run, run, run
Run, run, run
Run, run, run

Well, baby better take my advice
A black cat crossed your path twice
The moon came out next to the sun
You opened your umbrella in a room
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run
Run, run, run
Run, run, run

Well, you ain't the luckiest girl I know
And you won't get luckier the way you're goin'
Your horseshoe's rusty and your mirror's cracked
You walk under ladders then you walk right back
You better run, run, run (Pack your bags and go)
Run, run, run (You better believe me)
Run, run, run (You better go)
Run, run, run

When you dropped that little pin
Never thought what a mess it would get you in
Little pin, little pin, bring me luck
Because I stopped to pick you up
You better run, run, run (Get away from here)
Run, run, run (Pack your bags and go)
Run, run, run (You've gotta go)
Run, run, run

Now little girl I'm helping you
I hope you believe what I say is true
Whenever you run I'll be running too
Whenever you run, I'll be following you
You better run, run, run
Run, run, run (You've gotta leave)
Run, run, run (You've gotta go)
Run, run, run
Run, run, run




Boris The Spider


John Entwistle © 1966 TRO-Essex Music Inc./ASCAP

Look he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
BORIS THE SPIDER!
BORIS THE SPIDER!

Now he's dropped onto the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe he's as scared as me
Where's he gone now, I can't see
BORIS THE SPIDER!
BORIS THE SPIDER!

Creepy...crawly
Creepy...crawley
Creepy...creepy
Crawley...crawley
Creepy...creepy
Ceawley...crawley...

There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesn't seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure
Pick the speck up off the floor
BORIS THE SPIDER!
BORIS THE SPIDER!

Creepy...crawley
Creepy...crawley
Creepy...creepy
Crawley...crawley
Creepy...creepy
Crawley...crawley...

He's come to a sticky end
Don't think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He's embedded in the ground
BORIS THE SPIDER!
BORIS THE SPIDER!




I Need You


Keith Moon © 1966 TRO-Essex Music Inc./ASCAP

Knowing...is what people tell you
That you're thinking wrong
Embrace you...but they really mean "so long"
You talk to them...they laugh aloud
Yet they'll run to you in any crowd
Please talk to me again!
I need you

We're dancing...we will come and dance near you
We want to learn...let us come and sitar with you
Distort my ears when the music's loud
Yet you raise your hatchet in the yellow crowd
Please talk to me again!
I need you

Knowing...is what people tell you
That you're thinking wrong
Embrace you...but they really mean "so long"
You talk to them...they laugh aloud
But they'll run to you in any crowd
Please talk to me again!
I need you