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hand
That beautiful red hair
Drawing in the camera's eye
I ride her bike
She smokes all the time
Oh I wish I was like Cathleen's Daughter
(Cathleen's
past dark,
And the only other Blood hood is Campanella Park.
Hacienda, swans, and bounty hunters'll call ya number.
Rollin' 30's and 20's, outlaws,
the dark
Oh hunter, come by and slay them all.
Nights are longer, daylight is dim
Fear runs with the river tainted with blood
Birds sing no songs, deers have
a try
Find your dreams don't let it slide by
You can be what you want don't forget it's my life
Don't settle for the worst you could reach the skyline
get eaten by the damn mirage
I'm a hunter
Well, hold up baby, what's goin' on?
Tell the truth, I wanna know
What you're doin' when you go
[Originally by The Police]
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
lonesome lights
I should know not by now
She's a barn owl when she wants to be loud
The marsh runs red with the sweat from her brow
Child come away where
Are you the hunter
0r the prey
Are you alive
Are you in love
Or are you in the throes of desire
Are you red, are you blue, are you white
Are you
miss
Branded by fire, born in the abyss
Red hot temper, I just can't resist
All this vengeance inside me
All of these voices inside of my head
Blinding
make you fumble nigga
Call you niggas prey cause I done turned into a hunter nigga
Niggas wanna sign 5k then Ima need about 100 figures
When we see you
Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha
Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha
Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha
Head hunter
From the wide Limpopo sand
Up through green Manicaland
Side by side and hand to hand
Everyone will make a stand
No bastions of steel and stone
No
Slide a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it.
Shit goddamn, goddamn shit,
Suck my dick when the heater go click.
And by the way, fuck you man.
(Ian Hunter)
Red Letter Day (3) mmmm...
Late at night I drift away somewhere
I`m walking on the moon - talking to you there
I miss you babe, oh
to stay undercover
Don't shine so bright
Keep the act duller
Keep your red about you
Keep your blues in check
Ain't green to this scene
Don't get caught by
never be able to pull a Kane on my brother
And as for you hunters
If you tryna take my hustle I swear I'm gonna put you under
My eye don Red
Say my eye
of the
hunters...
And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the Janitor is played by the
accordion.
Well, that's it for the introductions. And now, the story.
again
Perfect for the part
Hunter of the heart
Another burning by the devil
And another diamond turned to glass
Here comes the master
to the shredded foreskin
Red is torn and they're only bein' fed a portion
Bed sores in sore shins
Pregnant whores can get abortions
Fetish for stickin' metal
mother?
Red, red, red river, bloody ocean of sorrowful memories
Carry me to the deep blue sea, I hear you calling me
Is it true that virtue fell by
cape it'll charge and attack
Well this red cape's charging back
My soul flows through those foes I expose my teeth
They're just weak
Past by I squeak
want to be buried in the bottom of the ocean, like Shelly Winters in "The
Night of the Hunter". My hair a billowing, being kissed by the fishes, Sushi
Ain't no way a nigga slowing down, bitch, this bread comin'
Lil' bro nem too thirsty to bail out, them boys some head, hunters
I was taught , don't never
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