Mark & Bruce: This is a song about a great folk hero. Running
free...running free...running faggot. Running faggot running free;
see the faggot, see the running faggot, running faggot running free.
Running faggot (Scott): Howdy stripling.
Stripling (Kevin): Howdy....faggot.
RF: Well, what can I do for you?
Stripling: My puppy's hungry, I don't know what to do!
RF: Hm. Why not try feeding it puppy food?
Stripling: Good idea, faggot! Why don't you stick around and see the
RF: Nope. Gotta be hitching a ride on the wind.
M&B: Running faggot running free; see the faggot he fed a puppy,
running faggot running free.
RF: Howdy, stranger.
Gunfighter (Dave): Good ta see ya, faggot.
RF: Well, what seems to be the problem?
Gunfighter: Well I'll let ya have it straight. We're surrounded on all side
by about 10,000 angry Indians, and it looks like there's only (pulls out
gun) one way out.
RF: Have you ever thought of talking to them?
M&B: Running faggot running; he stopped the carnage by gettin' folks a
talkin' 'stead just a sqawkin', sqawkin' and a gawkin', mockin' and a
rockin', running free.
Rednecks (Dave and Kevin): Yeeeeha! Walkin' talkin' stereotypes! Yeeeha!
Dave: Look what we got here...
Kevin: Got ourselves a pretty little faggot.
Dave: Guess we better beat on him.
Kevin: Guess so.
M&B: Running faggot, running free; see the faggot running from the
rednecks, running free. Run you faggot run you! Run you faggot run you!
Run you faggot running free.
Bruce: Godspeed through Texas, faggot.
Mark: Via con Dios, el Faggot.