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What do you think I made of my red herring's head?
The very best oven that ever baked bread.
There's quarterns, half quarterns and other fine things,

hallucinating life

The red herring
The death-sharing counterfeit
The soul-failing
Illusions of sure content
The red herring
The red herring

Along with strange

Let me be your little red herring
And baby tell me that you'll be mine
Run your hands through my long red hair and
Tell me you'll stay the night this

My grandad was a kipper man
He smelt of wood and smoke
His hands were red from kipper dye
He coughed before he spoke

Born in the Glasgow Gorbals

Like it hurts but you like it
Back to a place
Where they never saw your face
Where you never left a trace
No more red herrings to chase
And it never was

splitting up for nearly a
Month, they reformed as Red Herring
Which became Dead
Herring for a while, and then Dead Loss
Which reflected the current state

Red herring reality
Where plastic plants grow from plastic pots
And there's nothing that is not
For sale

I was in Forbury gardens
When I saw a man

blaring
I stop sharing, stop caring
That's my one red herring
(I've got a million red herrings)
I work at a fucking fish shop
Disks stop spinning
They flop

the promotion Capleton tell them
We only lotion woman
Big ship sailing on the ocean
High grade weed a my potion
Red Herring leaf
Make it so strong
Feel like a big

The Herring Song

Robin Williamson

Songs for Children of All Ages

1999

As many fine fishes as swim with the tide
Sing aberamvane, sing aberoling
My herrings the king of them all in their pride
Sing aberamvane, sing

was so eased when you were around
but it was only a red herring

now I just lost my will to fight
for all the goals I had in life
I know our thrill has

Walkie talkie we don't need to talk
Talkie talkie we know how you walk
Red Herring free in a ocean lick
Bed sharing in a in a catch a lick
Starry

Fate is fate. A name's the way
Brand new faces, results: the same
Round and round we go again
I need a red herring
To distract me from this so-called

now you know why.

CHORUS
But are you sure you really want to believe, 
Or just join in to excuse your defeat, 
Talent is just a red herring to mislead,

Wha' kind of grabba that you selling?
Anuh Red Herring
The rope twist dem no good, Poppy, tell him!
You nuh have Red Rose, no money spending
Hott, Hott

Red Herring

Kris Delmhorst

Appetite

2003

you have not seen hide nor hair

You and I are like a red, red herring, baby
We go nowhere at all
You and I are like a ten pin bowling
Ten pin bowling,

I'm the juggler of life
Walking on a tightrope
Yours, mine and the world's

I'm the juggler of life
Walking on a tightrope
I juggle red herrings

you anywhere just climb into my duffel you're my
Red herring, paper trails, you're always in the front of my mind
I'd take you anywhere just climb into

bad guy
red herring for you

Wait. We were all thinking of you 
sun through the dark out 
clouds in my
dishwater blonde for a reason
stay fresh in my

no surprise if you're dead
Bring me my bride it doesn't matter what she said
Yea they're my best friends
Four women hanging on my wall
The red herring

Fishing for clarity so that my gut can lead me to my fate
Finding the hidden truth while these red herrings are turning my face

I'm a cryptid the shadow

Brainwashed Americans don't see ahead like Sharingan
Manifested through a red herring like Carrie
It's the stuff you don't care for
Let the people

no surprise if you're dead
Bring me my bride it doesn't matter what she said
Yea they're my best friends
Four women hanging on my wall
The red herring

don't know with you

I'm not a red herring
I've given lot's of clues
Like that boy's house, my dialect
And everything I choose

I wanna be real, but