Lyrics:
Let's make a difference in the way we dream
We're going to colour a smiling face
On the people of the human race
One two three
I'll take a walk
the factory was a giant mutant monster
With sixty-seven separate tails
And each one was a-wiggling and a-waving
And each one as long as twenty-three whales
the workers were in:
The factory was surrounded by a fence and barbed wire on top and on the bottom. And they have a chain-linked fence surround the whole
To the tune of “Super Trouper” by cBBc
[Chorus]
Colour perception has three steps
Starts with detection
Then discrimination
cppearance is the final
is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's
We are all but vessels
We don’t cry
Held down by human shackles
It’s red
Like a scream
Like anger
Like smoke
From an unseen fire
But I have another
But red's the colour we bleed
One reason for the pain you caused
Two words to mend the damage done
Three left in the chamber of your gun
Four
[Kool Keith]
Raising levels Jim
Flight seven oh four three two one red four
Green expanding to one
Moving levers up at seven decimal
Why I gotta bleed for the colour of my skin?
Like, why we ain't free? Bet they hoping we pretend
Boxed up like a bird, cage, draw the gates
No way we
and more so let's review
It starts with yellow, red, and blue
Yes it's elementary, three colours primary
One yellow, two blue, three red like strawberry
All
world of red
You bring colour in my world of red
You bring colour in my world of red
Red, red
Tired of feeling dead
3 bullets to the head
Close my eyes
to factory
Chocolate sticky icky
Candy canes come and
Licky licky
Sweet and salty
Fifty fifty
Anything you want
Baby gon head and gimme gimme
Come by the tv
by that other government, silently run by the prince's second cousin, silently run by monks, silently run by a military, silently run the factory
Red Diamond just to f**k s**t up
Might hit Adriannas just to f**k s**t up
Might hit Transit just to f**k s**t up
Might hit The Factory just to f**k
Come on, let's get the hell outta this joint
Frankie, when they get here we're gonna be dead
I know we are, we don't have a gun (Listen, we got three
I've tried
At the hotel I met you for a drink
And after two or three you were all over me, all over me
Oh, and I know red's your favourite colour
fickle
I'm tickled how sometimes labels trick you
I'm not the first artist that died that's still with you
The industry was ruined by humans and their
mareeeeeeees
This human being is been carrying the bin perfectly I don’t drop trash
To be bigger my vision put together 2 rivalries
Had my (eye)i on the galaxy
of this mow-chine there RED RYDER
You might say I went right up to the factory
And picked it up, it's cheaper that way
Ugh!, what model is it?
Well,
outta this joint.
Woman: Frankie, when they get here wer're gonna be dead, I know we are! We don't have agun!
Frankie: Listen. We got three million...
the room
Repercussions occur when you try and snitch
Red light, green light
One, two, three
Look mean, got my machine
Cried and hit you, please
Say shake
dark red colour because of mixing saanva')
Mehendi sare hathda re laal
(The hands have been coloured red by 'Mehendi')
Maarhi Mehendi Maleer Thanne
the COTTON MOUTH
And negatory on the cost of this mow-chine there RED RYDER
You might say I went right up to the factory
And picked it up, it's cheaper
the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space, I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut you
Both the blood is red
I
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