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​Let's Fall In Love And Run Away From Here

This song is by Ballboy and appears on the album The Royal Theatre (2004).

You used to play piano for a living
You stand 6 foot 3 in your heels
And now you're table dancing for a living
And your world has gone to hell

You flew straight into London out of Moscow
In 1998
And now some stupid fuckwit in a puffa jacket
Is throwing money at your feet

You do it for the money, you do it for your family
You do it for the best
You think about the money, you think about your family
And don't think about the rest

Now it's just what you do, another day comes
And you just close your eyes and dance
Everyday's the same now, another day comes
Another day another dance

So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and we can run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here

Soon we'll pack all your bags, there's not that much that you'll need
And we'll throw them in the car
Wait around past midnight in the darkened backstreet
Until he locks the door and leaves

And carefully and quickly with the key that you made
We'll break the office and the safe
Take out all the money, take your stolen passport
And we'll head off for the beach

So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and we can run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here

We'll gently lose our old clothes, gently lose our old selves
And leave them on the beach
Sprint into the darkness, sprint into the future
Into the low waves and the sea

Tomorrow is a new day, tomorrow is forever
You'll have everything you need
And no more stupid fuckwit in a puffa jacket
Throwing money at your feet

So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and we can run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here

Well this is what I thought of as I watched you dancing
Around the money at your feet
But all these plans of freedom only seem to work right
When you're staring straight at me

Finish up my last drink, finish what I came for
And lift my head up from my chest
Head into the darkness
I'll be back tomorrow
Another day another dance