King John fat upon his lofty perch
Eyes on every bird that passed him by
He said to me, "How I love a parade!"
He was one hell of a guy
He had miss Lucy right beside him
Yeah you'd think she'd have a clue
Man she had no idea on earth
What he was about to do
In a world where we're all running round
Running across the icy ground
Running from ever feeling bound
Running from the mystery we've found
Running lines and running dares
Running out of time and running scared
Running blind and running mad
From any chance it might go bad
Glad I ran into you
The groom is sweating at the altar
These days it's a 50/50 chance
Better odds than Vegas trouble's looming
Like a cobra in his pants
And the question hangs so heavy
How long how long the honeymoon?
Down the aisle in January
Down the drain in June
In a world where we're all running round
Running across the icy ground
Running from ever feeling bound
Running from the mystery we've found
Running lines and running dares
Running out of time and running scared
Running blind and running mad
From any chance it might go bad
Glad I ran into you
In a world where we're all running round
Running across the icy ground
Running from ever feeling bound
Running from the mystery we've found
Running lines and running dares
Running out of time and running scared
Running blind and running mad
From any chance it might go bad
Glad I ran into you
Glad I ran into you
Glad I ran into you