Ya gotta know when to run
Ya Gotta know when to run
When a redneck says… “watch this”
Ya just gotta get out of his truck
“Watch this, ” means he thinks it can fly
Or he thinks it can float like a duck
“there ain’t no monster under your bed”
That’s what your mama solemnly states
Run outta the room son, before it’s too late
Cause the monster’s gonna eatcha! You ‘re gonna be dead!
Ya gotta learn when to hold em’
Ya gotta learn when you’re done
Gotta learn when to fold em’
Son, you gotta learn when to run
When your good ol’ buddy boozily states
“don’t worry none, it ain’t loaded! ol‘ son”
Unless you’re dyin’ to stroll thru those pearly gates
You really gotta know when to pick em’ up and run
When bubba states “Shoot! It’s only 220 volts”
And standin in water ain’t gonna hurt us none
The feelin’s akin to getting run over by the Baltimore Colts
And it helps a whole lot…to know when to cut and run
poem by David Whalen
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