East Village Blues Lyrics

I wanna run, I wanna run, I wanna run away/This life don't suit me anymore/freaks on the street, bums on the floor/my friends are phoney, too, so I am out the door/I wanna run, I wanna run, I wanna run away/And sing to people more like me, not scamps who can't think, hear or see, who think they know, and even worse, that they know me/I wanna run, I wanna run, I wanna run, I wanna run away/But I can't run away/First Avenue, the ground ain't clean and the sky ain't blue...finally I'm home/I wanna run, I wanna run, I wanna run away/A king whose got no crown to don/A knight of nowhere humming songs/Whose silver spoon is sold as bronze/Whose forced to fight a thousand pawns while time just carries on and on and on and on and on and on.../I wanna run, I wanna run, I wanna run away/Get married and then settle down in some small place in some small town/We'll laugh all day and sleep so sound and let this world spin round and round and round and round and round...