Right outside in Warner’s wooded zone
Monkeys fly and search for a poor lost soul
Just beyond the stony gates runners stumble on
Wonderin’ why they signed up for this
And if the winged apes
Will carry marathoners away
Wake up to find out that you are a stupid runner
The legs they are heavy like lead or like bricks made of gold
Wake now discover that you are the prey of the monkeys’ wings
The gu has deceived you and you will now bonk on your own
There comes the director who too runs the course on this day
There follows the big D who ambles along on his way
Run2Eat began at dawn, continues come what may
All the rest they crumble slowly
Like they are made of clay
Wake up to find out that you are a stupid runner
The legs they are heavy like lead or like bricks made of gold
Wake now discover that you are the prey of the monkeys’ wings
The gu has deceived you and you will now bonk on your own
Sometimes we run no particular way but our own
And sometimes we temped winged monkeys and run through their home
Sometimes we run like wild horses, sometimes we run alone
Sometimes the routes we take are just routes of our own
Wake up to find out that you are woody owner
The legs they are have seized but the pie is a pumpkin from home
Wake now discover that you missed the swoop of the monkeys’ wings
Unicorns can suck it when you’ve been through hills like these
that run2eat sounds like a cool guy.