Race The Sun - Pere Ubu

I don’t know what you’re waiting for

Mary is out the door

Why would I lie?

Why would I lie?

Through the dust and the fading light

Shall I tell you what I spy?

Mississippi-Southern owns the train

But I know it’s got another name

Why would I lie?

Why would I lie?

It’s a race to the edge of the night

Hmmm, Great Sorrow’s got you in its lights

Run, run!

Try to catch the sun

Don’t be slack — Great Sorrow is on the tracks

Run, run!

Try to catch the sun

Don’t look back — Great Sorrow is on the track

I don’t know what you’re waiting for

Mary’s out the door

Why would I lie?

Why would I lie?

When it calls from the edge of the night

Shall I tell you what I spy?

Run, run!

Try to catch the sun

Don’t be slack — Great Sorrow is on the track

Run, run!

Try to catch the sun

Don’t look back — Great Sorrow is on your track

I don’t know what you call that train

Gone, buddy, that’s the name

Gone

Gone

Gone