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Sleeper by the beach
Took a bullet in the back.
The punk aimed for Jill,
But he blew away Jack.
Just within reach,
There’s a gun by your bed
Ready to fill
Someone’s body full of lead.

Run, run, Katie, for the kind side:
They all know your name.
Run, run, Katie, for the kind side,
Nothing here’s the same.
Sticks and stones and Sunday wishbones
Are someone else’s game.
So run, run, Katie, for the kind side:
You know who to blame.

Trouble’s on the track;
Reason jumped the rail.
You’d best keep your head,
Or you’ll wind up in jail.
Your windows are black
And the light’s turned down low.
A fine stitch of thread
Guards the doorway when you go.

Run, run, Katie, for the kind side,
Like you’ve always known.
Run, run, Katie, for the kind side.
You can’t go this alone.
All these lawyers and destroyers
Will chill you to the bone.
So run, run, Katie, for the kind side.
Take everything you own.

Sleeper by the beach
Took a bullet in the back.