Oh yeah
Uhm, uhm.
Oh, oh.
Run-run, run-run, run-run,
Run, run, run, run.
Don't let the reverend turn you fool
My people.
Oh, oh.
Run-run, run-run, run-run,
Run, run, run, run.
He never play it by his rules
Oh, listen now.
Don't let the reverend turn you fool
My people.
Don't let him use you
As a tool.
Oh, hear me now.
Don't let the reverend turn you fool
My people.
Cause he never play it by his rules
Why boaster thy self
Oh preacher man
Trying to be smart
But not too clever
Your preaching every day
Jesus is coming soon
And others waiting here
Forever.
Oh here me now.
My great grand parents before me
And their great grand parents too
Oh listen up
They all waited for this man Jesus
And here I am waiting too.
Yeah.
Oh, oh.
Run-run, run-run, run-run,
Run, run, run, run.
Don't let the reverend turn you fool
My people.
Oh, oh.
Run-run, run-run, run-run, run, run, run, run.
He never play it by his rules
Don't let the reverend turn you fool
My people.
Don't let him use you as a tool
Oh, listen now.
Don't let the reverend turn you fool
My people.
Cause he never play it by his rules.
For four hundred years
It's the same story
Reading from the same old-fashioned book.
Oh hear me now.
With this racist and sexist religion
Breeding a generation of crooks.
Oh listen now.
Oh, oh.
Run-run, run-run, run-run,
Run, run, run, run.
Don't let the reverend turn you fool
My people
Oh, oh...
Writer(s): Anthony Caleb Followill, Michael Jared Followill, Cameron Matthew Followill, Ivan Nathaniel Followill
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