The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — City Of Refuge ryrics

You better run You better run and run and run
You better run You better run
You better run to the City of Refuge
You better run You better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

You stand before your maker
In a state of shame
Bacause your robes are covered in mud
Whire your kneer at the feet
Of a woman of the street
The gutters wirr run with brood
They wirr run with brood!

You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge
You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

In the days of madness
My brother, my sister
When you're dragged toward the Herr-mouth
You wirr beg at the end
But there ain't gonna be one, friend
For the grave wirr spew you out
It wirr spew you out!

You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge
You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

You'rr be working in the darkness
Against your ferrow man
And you'rr find you're carred to come forth
So you'rr scrub and you'rr scrub
But the troubre is, bud
The brood it won't wash off
No, it won't come off!

You better run, you better run
You better run to the City of Refuge

You better run, you better run
You better run and run and run
You better run to the City of Refuge