Lyrics:
Someone's taking over
And it look like they're aiming
Right at you
Someone said we'll be dead by morning
Someone cries leaving
Red eyes at night (red
three years
Since I, I've seen your face
Twenty-two, thirty-seven, roundabout, hike
You're my football star, my runaway guy
And I, I need you,
I need you,
your jewels
You can keep the color TV, those soaps just make me sick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red
I guess I should've known
By the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last
See you're the kinda person
That believes in makin' out
Red light, stop sign, go
Green light, go
Yellow, go
Always, go
I can't stop going to the forward direction (I can't stop, can't stop, can't stop)
My
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On the mean streets of New York, everyone has
as laughter, red slaughter
Eaten by carrion, Sharon Bateman, fate, and Al's hair,
Red sardonyx, red fingernails, lil' Red Ridin' Hood, MATADOR,
Crucifix, red is
I guess I should've known
By the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last
See you're the kinda person
That believes in makin' out
Girls, goin' swimming,
Girl, in bikinis,
A walkin' and wigglin' by, yay, yay, yay
Girls, on the beaches,
Girls, oh, what a peaches,
So pretty,
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
Westminster Abbey, the tower of Big Ben
The rosy-red cheeks of the little children
But just give me, just give me thirty-seven dollars and you can have that
If I could fly
I would probably never come down
With all of the bullshit
The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
Of red and gold
I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used
Wake hard in the morning.
See the young girl milking.
Stream rushing by on a bed of stone.
Old goats and sandstone cracking
All containing
The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
Of red and gold
I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used
shadow
Who is this young Vic Tanny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother
By
So meet me tonight by the Red River
Where the water is clear and cold
Meet me tonight by the Red River
And look down into your soul
Look down into
Say, can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed
At the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Girls, goin' swimming,
Girl, in bikinis,
A walkin' and wigglin' by, yay, yay, yay
Girls, on the beaches,
Girls, oh, what a peaches,
So pretty,
I remember campin' all night
Down by the river's edge
Skinny dippin' in the bright moonlight
Divin' off a ledge
Skippin' rocks across the water
He's got a million dollar car
He's got a thirty-seven year old guitar
He's got a family who deals heroin
You're on the edge of your chair
And you
Green means go, yellow means slow
Red means stop, now drop, now roll
Girl, you got a ass stopping traffic like a red
Stopping traffic like a red
Sand, the ocean breezes blow. Red in the sun, red so long ago
Torn by the waves, blown by the wind
Gone like the tide, until we meet again, again,
There's no going back
Through hands of steel
And heart of stone
Our labor day
Has come and gone
Yeah you leave me holding on
In Red Hill town
See
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
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