Run Sister Run - Cass McCombs

They’re coming at you from all sides

To imprint your body and say they didn’t

The highest authority on Cheez Whiz

Hiding behind a Supreme Court urinal

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run

Or do male justices piss in a squat?

Our sister lives in a squat that pisses on justice

Justice is blind and a woman to boot

These boots are made for marching and that’s justice too

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run

They say silly woman can’t organize a spice rack

And when we say they we mean us part of the time

We are all one but not today

Fish tomorrow, not today

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run

Run back to the park, they’ll roll you a cig, free

Run to any immigrant detention facility

Run you back to the jailhouse

For not talking shit on their ugly wives and kids

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run

Run you up a thirty foot totem pole

Run, sister, tell the people

Run your life if you’re not careful

Tell Father Time his daughters are waiting

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run

My sister’s a Queen, she ain’t no concubine

Don’t call my sister no concubine, she is the Mother of Creation

Who are you?

who are you to call her a concubine?

Don’t you know you got to forgive that you may be forgiven?

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run

Men — respect your sister and respect your Queen

Be good to your woman, my man, and she will free you

Sister — forgive your man that he may rise from bondage

Only you sister, only you my Queen can free the man

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run

Full moon in Pisces, a reflective riddle

Illusory shadows upon open wounds

Wars of our fathers bouncing like a pinball machines

Between me and my brother stands our sister, don’t shoot!

Run, sister, run

Sister, run, sister

Run, sister, run