Night Running
By: Beck Hansen, Brad Shultz, Daniel Tichenor, Jared Champion, Matt Shultz, Matthan Minster, Natalie Belle Bergman
Original Performance: Cage The Elephant
Written by: Beck Hansen, Brad Shultz, Daniel Tichenor, Jared Champion, Matt Shultz, Matthan Minster, Natalie Belle Bergman

Version Of: Night Running

This Version:
  • Night Running (3:24)
    Available on Social Cues.
    Credits
    Daniel Tichenor: Bass
    Nick Bockrath: Celeste, Guitar (Electric), keyboards, Organ, Piano
    Jared Champion: Drums
    Brad Shultz: Guitar
    Matt Shultz: Guitar (Acoustic), Vocals
    Elliot Bergman: Horns
    Matthan Minster: keyboards, Organ, Piano, Vibraphone
    Kyle Davis: Percussion
    John Hill: Producer, Synthesizer
    Beck Hansen: Vocals
 
Lyrics:

We’re on a night run
Boy you better hold your tongue
Talking like you’re coming from kingdom come
Rhythm and reeling, the feeling
I’m riding the sound to the ceiling
Hey hey never got no money
But I'm running from the gun
My engine's flooded
Cold-blooded, no money
Drunk on something uh
Killing the moonlight with daylight
I got my x-ray eyes
And I’m feeling so fine


Night running
All night running
We're running
Star-studded
Not far from it
We’re running
All night running
We're running
Cold-blooded
All night running
We running
Night running
All night running
We're running
Star-studded
Not far from it
We running
Night running
All night running
We running
Cold-blooded
We’re all night running
We're running

We're on the nightshade
Tell me what we’re hiding from
Like someone could steal it
Are we waiting for some kind of feeling?
Or saving it up for the morning?
Undercover, the cloak and dagger
Is there a creature in the attic?
Are we for real yea, or just pretending?
Will it burn out by the morning?

Night running
All night running
We're running
Star-studded
Not far from it
We’re running
All night running
We're running
Cold-blooded
All night running
Night running
All night running
We're running
Star-studded
Not far from it
We're running
Night running
All night running
We're running
Cold-blooded
We’re all night running


We’re on a night run
No telling who we’re running from
In a world of secrets and demons
And people hiding from the sun
Sending my message to everyone losing control
Better not stop 'til I get home
Sentimental flowers don’t grow
Gotta live through tidal waves
And parishes and biblical floods
I got the gris-gris love
And the streets in my blood
I’m on the final run
Falling in and out of love


Night running
All night running
We're running
Star-studded
Not far from it
We’re running
All night running
We're running
Cold-blooded
All night running
Night running
All night running
We're running
Star-studded
Not far from it
Night running
All night running
We're running
Cold-blooded
We’re all night running