We run like a river

（By The Smiths）Panic on the streets of London 　Panic on the streets of Birmingham 　I wonder to myself 　Could life ever be sane again ? 　The Leeds side-streets that you slip down 　I wonder to myself 　Hopes may rise on the Grasmere 　But Honey Pie, you're not safe here 　So you run down 　To the safety of the town 　But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle 　Dublin, Dundee, Humberside 　I wonder to myself 　Burn down the disco 　Hang the blessed DJ 　Because the music that they constantly play 　IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE 　Hang the blessed DJ 　Because the music they constantly play 　On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down 　Provincial towns you jog 'round 　Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ 　Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ 　HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ 　HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ 　HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ 　Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ 　HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ 　HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ 　Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ 　HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ 　HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ 　Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ 　HANG THE DJ