This is a song about "Australian running convention"

And i got 'em running miles,

I wish i could have 25 wives

You running for the chapel

As i light one for ill will

We raiders of the lost ark

Every girl running hard.

And maybe i am but

Mr. right's running up,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

(2x speed fast) numbing humming, plumbing, punning, running,

"how money running this world?!"

We left em a world that's cursed

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

And getting money is the song i sing