Lyrics:
chest like a breath do
You Clay Aiken-soft
You playing games until this red light's on ya
It's like the Playstation's off
Smith & Wesson work, Luger
voodoo machine
All the power to wield hereafter
In the pure and true belief
All the world in a red hot tango
Cannibal voodoo machine
In bright sunlight in
That's all - I didn't expect
A kind of Spanish Inquisition
Enters, flanked by two junior cardinals
Cardinal Biggleshas goggles pushed
Over his forehead
They say the wolf is here
They say he's everywhere
We're all so occupied
By blinding, comfort lies.
If the red one tries to take control
Will you
more
I guess you're not checking your message machine
Seems like you're never in
I got a hunch if we could just do lunch
I could get your attention
machine go
Know my patna a pop all these boys soft as pasta
Give 'em an Oscar he an imposter
I keep fire on me spicy this shit like la salsa
I get geeked up
at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, somethings out there
Floating in the summer sky
As ninety nine red balloons go by
Ninety nine red
Back at base bugs in the software
Flash the message "something's out there"
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by
99 red balloons
They said i fail off he use to be a boss
They said i fail off he use to knock the soft
They said i fail cus a double cross
They said i fail man ez
Let's stay in tonight
Only darkness is gonna save us
Sad eyes, red wine
The streetlights are going crazy
It's chilly, you're right
That blanket
chest like a breath do
You Clay Aiken-soft
You playing games until this red light's on ya
It's like the Playstation's off
Smith & Wesson work, Luger
to make it rough, make it soft, no doubt.
If you want to fuck, then we can turn it out.
You in love.
(chorus)
(over chorus)
[Girl]
Baby, I
getting better
I take that shit day by day
With hopes I'm not a quitter
And while she's crying her eyes out
I'm getting by on solo reds
Cause I'm getting by
to could forget, but I'm bound to all of this by soft regret: the red in the mud and the red in my blood--the iron in my veins. I am bound to all of it by
in the sky
Fly so high
Years go by and no one knows how you feel inside
And you know that corporate pig won't let me in to the money machine
But
it rain
Through the storm clouds
You gone hear my name
Take a red pill like a vitamin
Better me, better make a scene
Smoking hard but I'm coming
to make it rough, make it soft, no doubt.
If you want to fuck, then we can turn it out.
You in love.
(chorus)
(over chorus)
[Girl]
Baby, I
of this I've become
Exhausted
Hanging by a thread
Unstable
So close to the edge of uncertainty
No more authority
Infernal machine
My creator forgive me
the cash machine
I try to phone a friend
My credit's in the red
I try to skip the fare
Ticket inspector's there
No no, this can't be right
I
By Walter Egan
It was a Sunday night I will never forget,
Driving down the street in my red Camaro,
As I pulled in to the seven eleven,
The locals
[Eazy-E]
Yo Dre where's the goddamn drum machine?
[Dre]
Aw shit I left the muthafucka with Poog
[Eazy-E]
You dumb muthafucka
what the fuck we gonna
becoming one with the machine
By dusk the husks will learn to march in time
By dawn they will have learned to march in line
Through lies and eyes we
the soft dog, smoking off some red talk
Niggas sticking, leaking off some chicken papers everywhere
Bumping on some billy hood times if chiefin' gotta get
(Ghosty)
Mmm-hmm
Listen
Man down, man down, now we gotta get equal
Put a foot on it, fast, Vin Diesel
Grrr, grab a machine, bro
Run
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