Lyrics:
To know your flesh layin' by my skin
And I wonder whenever I'm in
Warm, soft, nice & now
Are the word things of what I know
And my body why'know it's so
Watching the town go by
Nanna made another Red Sox fan
'Til the day I die
That was back in '65
It doesn't seem like a long time ago
Grandmama keeping
I believed you by the palace gates
Now the savage days are here
Under the God
Under the God, under the God
One step over the red line
Under the God,
red
Lit by the fire over our heads
Red sky turning round
Black rain falling down
If you've got love
You better hope that that's enough
Sandstorm cuts
Well, I was standing in line at the city bus stop
Soaked to the skin from ev'ry rain drop
I see you driving by just like a phantom jet
With your
there's a bag of bones
But that don't give America the right to fear my skin tone
Put your lens, recognize that we are the targets up in this war zone
If
The colour in her cheeks
Was just her natural skin
She wore no makeup
To make her look that way
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks
What more can I
to love
She's a little lighthouse
When she opens up her red dress
Show skin of rubber marble
Lit by knowledge and the fireflies above
And can
remember when
A flash of lightnin' drove us in
We were soaked down to the skin
By the time we climbed inside
And I don't remember what was poundin' more
skin-mud dense by you
I anchor our darks
I anchor our darks
Sleep with one eye open
Watching our sub-selves
The keel of our ship
These obstacles are
Heart in my mouth, pulse in my head
Mercury rising into the red
The smell of your skin can light up all the fires in me
Hungry to touch, I'm
Heart in my mouth, pulse in my head
Mercury rising into the red
The smell of your skin can light up all the fires in me
Hungry to touch, I'm
eruptions
It wriggles and writhes and bites within
Just below the sweating skin
I wondered when this would happen again
Now I watch the red line, reach that
crazed eruptions
It wriggles and writhes and bites within,
Just below the sweating skin
I wondered when this would happen again
Now I watch the red line,
ha
As stale and selfish as a sick dog
Spurning sex like an animal of god
I'll tear your red hair by the roots
And hold you blazing
Hold you
drown
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shouting
Cut 'em off, leave waters red
Nothing
of dead lushes
Bloodstains paint the plush carpet
Like red blushes
Door's open and close by themselves
Books fly off shelves, curtains catch fire
The house
on through
Walk 'til you run and don't look back
For here I am carnival
The wheels fly and the
Colors spin through alcohol
Red wine that punctures the skin
or walk around a fight
And if you ever saw Wes Hardin draw you know he can skin his gun
He won't say how many tried and died
Up against the top hand up
heart
By God's design, we are a skin kaleidoscope
We've gotta come together,
Aren't we all human after all?
[Chorus]
Ignorance has wronged
Take a pinch of white man
Wrap him up in black skin
Add a touch of blue blood
And a little bitty bit of red indian boy
Oh like a curly latin kinkies
and sliding in
Body to body, our little party
Water dripping off your skin
Gotta get you on some red dirt
And get lost in your blue eyes
I wanna see your
misty nights waiting by the shore
Maybe that my lover comes no more
Red Chamber Dream from the sky above
Ancient tales of hidden Chinese love
debris
Taste the wealth of hate in me
Shedding skin, succumb defeat
This machine is obsolete
Made the choice to go away
Drink the fountain of decay
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