Lyrics:
Vance/Pokriss
Ruby red. Ruby red.
Chorus:
Ruby red were her lips. Diamond pure was her heart. Emerald green (emerald green) were her eyes.
Rumours dem spreadin'
Claim that a sensee me plantin'
But I man a de Don ina de jugglin'
A pure rumours a gwan (Rumours a gwan)
Please Mr.
red of the whirling flame to you
Pure white of the silver moon to you
Pure green of the emerald grass to you
Deep peace deep peace
Rumours dem spreadin'
Claim that a sensee me plantin'
But I man a de Don ina de jugglin'
A pure rumours a gwan (Rumours a gwan)
Please Mr.
brush against my skin
No more questions now, just gonna drink it in, this
This pure gold
Wild honey
Pure joy
Color my world
In yellow and red
The gifts
anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love
got a heart on my arm
It says pure sex
It hurt
I mean it
Yeah
Red red scab
Red red scab
Red red scab
I got it till I die
Or till I
Red before black
Disemboweling frantically
Pure ecstasy pure misery
Blood flows from the attack
Cut for the blood
Dried on the ground
Blood
When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
On that
the saints go marching in
When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go
I walk on stone, it leads me home.
We don't have streets, just pure concrete.
I'm not glad when I get home,
I'm sad old Red, I don't want to be
cell with snakes, I regret to say
Do you believe me now?
I was in my tower weaving nightmares
Twisting all my smiles into snarls
They say, "What
(12 Hunna on the beat)
(DY Krazy)
(Pure cocaina extra now)
(Pure cocaina extra now, yeah)
(Pure cocaina extra now)
Pure cocaina extra now,
cell with snakes, I regret to say
Do you believe me now?
I was in my tower weaving nightmares
Twisting all my smiles into snarls
They say, "What
I need you pure I need you clean
Don't try to enlighten me
Power to misconstrue
What have they done to you
Infants in infantry
Rewrite their history
I can barely see your sneakers
You say I got to keep my head down
You're painting my portrait
In a red velvet gown
How do you see me
As demure
whispers Your name
For me you left Your throne
And traded crown for thorns instead
I'm safe within not by Your skin
But because Your blood was red
I walk on stone, it leads me home.
We don't have streets, just pure concrete.
I'm not glad when I get home,
I'm sad old Red, I don't wanna be
There's a warm red ecstasy to love
That makes you tremble with it's fire
And there's a pure white majesty to love
When you have both you have
I walk on stone, it leads me home
We don't have streets, just pure concrete
I'm not glad when I get home
I'm sad old Red, I don't wanna be alone
I'm cutting up her pure white dress
That I dyed red
That I dyed red
I'm putting scraps in cheap tin lockets
What time erases and memory mocks
Stop my flight to fight
And die
And take a stand to change my life
So savage with red desperation
I clench my hands
You draw your claws
I'm man enough to say to you
I'm a virgin, uh
Never got close enough
Cell phone blowin' up, but I'm waiting
For the right person, uh
Tryna act
There's twelve steps to Eddie Cochran baby
Two flowers growing through
The pavement crack
Wish I was purple but I'm red instead
Catch a ride it's
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