Anthem of a Runaway Songtext

von Small Town Pistols

They're reckless and young and ready
Ready for anything
This fire inside they carry, all the way to gone.
First they'll kick out the lights in this town
If you get in their way, they'll burn it down
This rebel yell will take them, all the way to gone.
They're too wild to be tamed
And they're calling us, calling us, come with us.
Son of a guns, wayward daughters
All you children, hear us calling
Shoot out the stars, raise your glasses
This is the anthem of a runaway
Runaway till we're all the way gone.
Don't listen to lies they tell you
They'll tell you anything
Just follow your heart if it takes you
All the way to gone.
Think of all you could gain
If you were one of us, one of us, come with us.
Son of a guns, wayward daughters
All you children, hear us calling
Shoot out the stars, raise your glasses
This is the anthem of a runaway
Runaway till we're all the way gone
Oh-oh
Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh
Son of a guns, wayward daughters
All you children, hear us calling.
Shoot out the stars, raise your glasses
This is the anthem of the runaway
Runaway, till we're all the way gone.
Till we're all the way gone
All the way gone