Lyrics:
The sky is red, I don't understand,
past midnight I still see the land
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
she makes you burn with a wave
sheltering him, maybe Dakota's
His home
Red man's become his friend, when no one else
Would have him
There's an Indian woman who keeps him from
Being
The past is lost
Bad days are coming
No work anger and frustration
We are in the middle of the storm
Fucked by politics
Smashed by democracy
Divided
red eyes
The longing hand of faith
Red sky, dead land, black rain
Shattered by life no change
Haunted by bad luck no escape
Ripped out
Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Ride my Chevrolet.
I took the road down to Cinco
Through that red Brazos River land,
Done hit that freeway
this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat is a red right hand
A red right hand
You don't have no money?
Well he'll get you some
You don't have
on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a sun tan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don't forget, no a heart don't
I have heard the echoes in the dark
Dim and distant voices of the past
And I've seen so far into the night
And lingered in the land of no light
Well, I'm a voodoo chile
Lord, I'm a voodoo chile
Well, the night I was born
Lord, I swear the moon turned a fire red
The night I was born
I
her heart broke and she died
And she left that bad land
To wait up in the sky
Free at last the payin' past
For all the wrong he did
First free
we bullied, stole and bought our a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by
journey
And lead them to the promised land
God's children were slaves in Egypt land
So God took Moses by the hand
He said Moses tell old Pharaoh
Little mama
From Japan
Sent by her Masters
To a foreign land
"Go out with the sailors
Hang 'round the dock
Get out of the way
When
Well, I'm a voodoo chile
Lord, I'm a voodoo chile
Well, the night I was born
Lord, I swear the moon turned a fire red
The night I was born
I
we can rest
The party is disrupted by
An uninvited guest
Deadline approaches
For the weary land
It used to be something
But we let it run down
But hidden in his coat is a red right hand
You don't have no money? He'll get you some
If you haven't got no car, he'll get you one
You've got no
Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil, a thunder in the East
One million men at war, the Soviet wrath unleashed
Onward
leaves fallin' down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and
That magic's not here no more
Marcie in a coat of flowers
Stops inside a candy store
Reds are sweet and greens are sour
Still no letter at her door
So she'll wash her flower
love to red so much, mek you no buy tomato
If you dream fi run the place, me tell you try no wake up
Kremlin a get dem out, Russian inna town
Adi
Marcie in a coat of flowers
Stops inside a candy store
Reds are sweet and greens are sour
Still no letter at her door
So she'll wash her flower
and you'll be Naomi, whoa-oh
Let's lose our minds and go crazy crazy (that's right)
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean
Red
he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip"
"Big iron on his hip"
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
The madness southwest madness
The mantra the madness the kings
Of the land the mantra
The madness hahahaaha yeah nigga the madness
Now I'm no
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