Hit And Run

(Album: Children Of The Morning - 1966)

I was looking at the sun
Pardon me, I didn't know it can't be done
I was looking at the sun
I was looking at the sun

I was calling back my youth
Pardon me, did you want to use the booth?
I was calling back my youth
I was calling back my youth

I don't listen to the fools that are making up the rules
I'm a-having too much fun
Doing what I wanta, hit and run
Doing what I wanta hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run

So my world is made of paint
Pardon me, I didn't know that you're a saint
So my world is made of paint
So my world is made of paint
You are looking for the truth
Pardon me, I think your poodles on the roof
You are looking for the truth
You are looking for the truth

I don't listen to the fools that are making up the rules
I'm a-having too much fun
Doing what I wanta, hit and run
Doing what I wanta hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run

I may never be that good
Pardon me, I never said I ever would
I may never be that good
I may never be that good

I was looking at the sun
Pardon me, I didn't know it can't be done
I was looking at the sun
I was looking at the sun

I don't listen to the fools that are making up the rules
I'm a-having too much fun
Doing what I wanta, hit and run
Doing what I wanta hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run