Lyrics:
Fall (Network Edits)
Written by Caleb Voth and Dave Barnes
V1:
It ain’t quite chilly yet
Leaves are turning green and red
There’s a small town game
were songs sung and played by me
And I wrote 'em by the dozens I thought my pen never would run dry
Fancy cars and swimmin' pools pretty girls and I was
To drink some red wine and celebrate
Yeah, Armageddon could be knocking at my door (knocking at my door)
But I ain't gonna answer that's for sure
Hey, mm
We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up
Been too damn long without a sip of my cup
Sayin' one's too many, hunnid isn't enough,
Falling in a graceful curve
Crystal clear cut chandeliers
Orchids in a bowl
Mulled wine by the fire
And the finest ermine stole
The water melon moon
Makes
got anarchy in my heart
Good supply of red wine
Wind in my hair
No fun for a bald billionaire
Anarchy in my heart
Good supply of red wine
Wind in my
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
on the concrete walk
Their King died
Drinking from a Judas cup
Looking down but seeing up
Sweet red wine
'Cause Papa don't allow no new ideas here
And now you
time already passed by
Let's don't waste no more
Let's don't waste no more
Let's don't waste time
Pouring wine
Into red cups
Late at night
In a fast car
40 days
He stopped by the grave of Old Man Crow
Then away Red rode
Red set out for Montana
With an evil grin beneath his dirty bandana
Early in
I think my eyes go round
Spinning like the sun
I think my eyes go down
Drowning like the sun
Devoured by the wine-red sea
The dark blood
somethin'
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh?
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don't even know what
Well I've lost my bottle of whiskey, ain't got no red wine, no red wine
Well I've lost my bottle of whiskey, ain't got no red wine, no red wine
It's
disregard my health
By best interests are high on the shelf
Life is unfair
But some have it worse
And some dive head first into a hearse
One day I'm gonna say
Ebbing eyesight in chlorine clouds
Stealing away barbed wire shrouds
Mowed down in mud by machine gun fire
Trapped and strangled in barbed wire
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
a curse to the sky
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were the spurs i' the golden noon; wine-red was his
40 ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
'Cause the kids just ain't alright
Oh shit, nigga
Somethin' 'bout to happen
Nigga, this shit, nigga,
I watch it trickle from your lips;
Pearls of ruby red soaking up your head until you want to push through,
And then the world turns red
crucified by tonight
I'm not finished, I
I'll have a superstar life tonight
By the time I'm gone
Nail gun, big waves at your headshot
Red wine, bloody cup
to play?
The color of the world
Is changing day by day
Red, the blood of angry men
Black, the dark of ages past
Red, a world about to dawn
Black,
I'm a rich guy
Been on my own shit, let that shit fly
Taking trips off of the Percs, I be sky-high
In the sky sippin' on red lean like its red wine, red
Your lips are warm and close to mine I know they taste like warm red wine
And if I'd let myself go I know I fall
But someone's waiting all alone by
piercing love is
A boiling abyss
Of tainted red wine
Pouring from my wrists
My piercing love is
A boiling abyss
Of tainted red wine
Pouring from my wrists
I
Discuss these red red wine edit by ub40 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In