Story Behind The Song

I'm a cyclist, and despite obeying the laws and riding safely, I've been hit by a car on one occasion and had many other close calls. I've seen far too many reckless drivers endanger the lives of pedestrians, cyclists, and other drivers. In the accident I was in, the guy in the van just drove away. I've had loved ones end up in the emergency room after hit-and-runs, and there is always psychological trauma that endures much longer than the physical injuries -- not just from the collision, but from the fact that the driver just kept going and left them there on the pavement. And if all this damage weren't enough, driving is (of course) also horrible for the environment in so many ways, from pollution to the shockingly high animal death toll.

Lyrics

Too many times have I trembled with terror
Entertaining the thought that I soon would be dead
So many instances seeing a vision
Of an SUV rolling right over my head

It's not unusual nowadays
It's not a strange situation to dread
It seems inevitable that someday soon
I'm gonna find myself smashed to the road just like a soggy slice of bread

Even though I got the right-of-way
Looks like you're just gonna keep right on coming anyway

You're gonna run
You're gonna run run run
You're gonna run run run me over
me over me over me over me

When I was younger, I was helplessly anxious
About crossing the road sans a comforting hand
Now I am older and I'm on medication
But my life hasn't changed in the way that I'd planned

Cause all the cars grew up with me
Hummers and Range Rovers cover the land
My future self in my head looks like a mushy pile of
Pumpkin puree that's just waiting to be canned

Even though you've seen me plain as day
Looks like you're just gonna go on and kill me anyway

You're gonna run
You're gonna run run run
You're gonna run run run me over
me over me over me over me
You're gonna run run run
You're gonna run run run me over
me over me over me over...

I see no surefire solution;
No possibility catches my eye;
People don't care about death or pollution
When it's so much easier to never bother trying
And to just ignore the butterflies that are frying on their grills...zzt.

Maybe you'd tell me I'm melodramatic
But I much prefer that to your lack of concern
Maybe if you had a lifestyle less static
And less high on the smell from the rubber you burn

You could slow down for a second,
Sample the simple sensation of being;
Sweep out the shadows and soak up the sun,
And you might find yourself seeing what has been there all along

If your sights are still set on a thrill,
How about a bike race down the city's steepest hill?

You're gonna run
You're gonna run run run
You're gonna run run run me over
me over me over me over me...
Not if I run run run
Not if I run run run you over
you over you over you over you over you over you
first.