Run, girl, run - Pet Shop Boys

Run, girl, run

Away from the sun

Napalm burns

So close to your body

Photographers shoot

Cameras roll

The western world

Would like to say sorry

Run, girl, run

You’ll be someone

One fine morning

Without any warning

Because peace comes

From the barrel of a gun

A thousand flowers

Will bloom where you run

Intellectuals frown

Headlines scream

Nixon’s a clown

Mao is obscene

Run, girl, run

It’s only begun

You’re going far

They’ve made you a star

What d’you want to be?

Joan of Arc on TV?

A whore or a nun?

Run, girl, run

You’ll be enshrined

In the Guggenheim

The western art world

Needs another icon

Run, girl, run

You’ll be someone

One fine morning

Without any warning

Run, girl, run

You’ve only begun

You’re going far

They’ve made you a star

Is that what you want?

Run, girl, run

Run, girl, run